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Chapter 68. An unusual Nox

Author: Olive Wright
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-22 17:52:09

Willa’s POV

Nox’s study was much suffocating this time and I wasn't sure which was better. The woods or here. He wasn’t calm—not even close. I wasn’t either.

Hunter stood by the door, his presence careful, watching us with a hawk’s eye. I could feel his unease. He knew better than to interrupt when things were this volatile, I haven't seen Nox this—this apprehensive or furious before… it frightened me more than I would have liked.

His face had twisted into something horrible in the woods. And I’d never known such fear.

But at least now I knew who Vad is. Now I knew there were two of them. And that madness may show up anytime.

Nonetheless, Hunter voiced his words.

“Alpha... while you were gone, the pack received a message from your brother, Vad.” There was no hiding that fact from me again. That Vad was the Alpha’s brother. And I wondered why I never asked about the identity of Vad before.

Damn, the heavens.

“What did he say?”

His fa
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