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Chapter 57

Author: Ivana Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-20 21:00:36

The morning started like any other, though the tension in the air was impossible to ignore. The pack was quiet, more subdued than usual. The days of carefree chatter and laughter seemed like a distant memory now.

Jake had already left by the time I woke up, and the space beside me in bed was cold. I reached out, brushing my fingers across the empty sheets, a pang of longing coursing through me. It was a familiar feeling these days—missing Jake even when he was close.

Pushing the thoughts aside, I dressed quickly and made my way downstairs. The sound of hammering and the rhythmic thud of tools echoed through the pack house. The men were hard at work building the wall Jake and I had agreed upon, a temporary solution until we could deal with the creature once and for all.

When I stepped outside, I found Jake standing near the construction site, giving orders. He was clad in a black T-shirt and jeans, his posture commanding. He had that look in his eyes, the one that said he was car
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