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Chapter 83: A Fragile Reunion

作者: Pixie Snow
last update 最終更新日: 2024-12-05 03:11:54

The journey back to the castle was somber yet filled with a palpable sense of urgency. Alpha Killian’s condition was critical, his body frail from the torments he had endured in the Shadow Order’s stronghold. The group moved as quickly as they could without risking further harm to him, their faces etched with worry.

Lyra rode beside the litter carrying her father, her heart heavy with emotions she couldn’t quite name. She had never met him before - not truly. Alpha Killian had been lost long before her birth and all she had of him were stories her second mother used to tell. Stories of a proud, strong man who had ruled his pack with wisdom and ferocity, a figure larger than life who had vanished before she could ever know him.

Now, as she looked at him, frail and broken from his time in captivity, her chest tightened. Was this what remained of the man she had imagined so many times? She searched his features, trying to see glimpses of the father he might have been - the protector, the
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