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Chapter 64 - How Is This Possible?

Author: Angelina
last update publish date: 2025-09-29 08:10:13

Mara’s POV

After rejecting Aiden, the banquet hall spun around me. It wasn’t the whispers or the gasps. It was the pull that dragged me from inside.

Then Damon’s steady eyes.

He was my fated mate.

The words echoed in my chest like I was screaming it. My breathing became labored as I was panicking. Kira clawed at the surface, threatening to surge to life in a way that she had not been able to do in years.

I immediately took off from the dinner.

By the time I reached the gardens outside, I w
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