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Chapter Seven: The Name That Haunts

Author: M.C. Harry
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-27 07:00:00
Evelyn

I hadn’t seen Rafe since the night he stepped into my room and shattered everything I thought I knew—with one look, one sentence, one impossible truth.

His wolf wants to tear the world apart for me.

I’d lain awake ever since, eyes pinned to the ceiling, heart thudding like a war drum I couldn’t quiet. I didn’t know what he meant. I didn’t want to know.

And yet… I did.

I hated that part of me—the part that ached for answers even as fear clawed at my ribs.

I was still thinking about that when the guards brought me to the main hall.

It was massive. Carved into the mountain itself, with high-beamed ceilings and thick stone pillars that looked like they’d been shaped by giants. The air smelled of smoke, fur, steel. A long wooden table stretched across the room, empty of food but full of people.

Wolves.

Not just warriors this time—elders with weathered eyes, women with tired hands and sharp stares, men built like walls, enforcers with rigid postures and golden eyes. Every gaze followe
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