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Chapter 144

Author: Staecy
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Lana's POV

Three days.

For three days, I've tried to ignore the pull. I've meditated until my legs cramped. I've walked the grounds of Maison's family compound until I wore paths in the frozen earth. I've let Kaelia teach me basic self-defense moves, let Maison distract me with stories of his hunter training, let the mundane tasks of survival fill the hours until exhaustion claimed me.

The pull doesn't care.

It's there when I wake, a low hum in my bones. It's there when I eat, making food t
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