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Chapter 28

Author: Mercedes-001
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Zara's pov

The days blurred together as I tried to keep my head above water in Adrian’s pack. The constant tension, the growing uncertainty—it all felt suffocating. But amid the chaos, something about Adrian’s steady presence gave me a semblance of peace. Even when things seemed impossible, his unwavering support made me believe that maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to survive here.

But that belief was beginning to erode.

The attacks continued, growing bolder, more frequent. Each time, it felt like we were one step behind, struggling to maintain control of the situation. Adrian’s mind was consumed with finding the traitor, but with every piece of evidence, we seemed to go in circles. It was frustrating, and every new lead only added to the weight of the uncertainty pressing down on us.

And then, there was Elizabeth.

She remained a constant presence, her calm exterior a sharp contrast to the growing unrest around us. I had never trusted her fully—there was something abou
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Knyiesha Scott
Where is Mia in all this...
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Knyiesha Scott
Im tired of them saying there is a traitor amoung us.We know that.Where are the scouts watching Elizabeth.This book starting to grate my nerves.Set up, rejected, exiled, stalked, attacked, poisoned, cont threats, no wolf, weak FL, blessed & connected to goddess my Ass.They being played & torn apart
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Heather W
Why isn't she telling Adrian what she heard? She's useless af
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