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Chapter Sixty Six

Author: Midaspen78
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-12 22:24:26

Roshan’s POV

Night settled heavy over the camp, thick with smoke and silence. Wolves slept in their tents, fires burned down to ash, but I couldn’t close my eyes. Not with her so close.

Elma.

Every glance, every word since dawn had carved into me like a blade. Her deflections. Her trembling voice. The way she stood between me and Ridwan, caught like prey between hunters.

I told myself it was suspicion that kept me awake. That I needed answers. That my instincts weren’t wrong…she was hiding something, something dangerous.

But if that was true, why did my chest burn every time she looked at me? Why did my wolf pace inside me, restless, whenever her scent drifted near?

I told myself it was recognition. That my wolf sensed the truth before my mind could name it. And yet, gods help me, it felt like hunger.

I found her away from the fires, near the edge of the trees. She stood alone, her back to the camp, gloved fingers tracing the curve of her dagger. Moonlight caught the edge of the blade
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