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#10 Beasts

Auteur: Rhiannan Marie
last update Date de publication: 2025-09-28 12:38:17
Branwen POV

I walk forward slowly and there they are, Nythor, Fenrick and Hadrian. Standing there like three different kinds of storms trying to behave. They keep space between us. No lunging. No teeth. Good start.

“Witch,” Hadrian begins, voice low. “We....”

He stops. All three of them go still at once. Nythor’s pupils thin. Fenrick’s nostrils flare. Hadrian’s jaw locks. Something presses at them from inside, hard enough that I can feel it in the air.

“Back up the tree,” Nythor says way t
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