Echoes of Hate
Shana Alleni ran away from the hunterdon't kill me just help me run awayadored by my ruthless alphaclaimed by my ex's lycan king father
Soft rugs were scattered around in different shapes that were playful, comforting.
Against the far wall, a reading nook had been built with shelves filled from top to bottom. Picture books for the little ones, novels of all kinds for the older ones. Damn near every topic that you could think of. Fiction, non-fiction, manga, history, lore, etc. A huge, cushioned bench wrapped along the windows, covered in pillows so fluffy even I wanted to curl up on them.
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