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Chapter 177 She Didn't Mean to Shift

Author: Angela Noir
last update publish date: 2026-10-17 06:54:01

The two patches of stiff silver-white fur jutted from the skin over her knuckles, giving off a faint cold light.

Darcy's fingertips dug hard into the table edge. She threw every ounce of will into forcing the fur back under her skin. But the second the thought tightened in her mind, the nerve deep in her right shoulder—the one that had been severed before—felt like a rust

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