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CHAPTER 51 : " The Mark of Power
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RubyAuthor’s Note To my amazing readers, Thank you for staying with me on this wild, emotional, and unforgettable journey so far. Your support means the world to me. As we step into the next 50 chapters, prepare yourselves—because things are about to get even hotter, darker, and more intense. This part of the story will dive deep into the life of Selene and Ryker’s daughter, NYRA , a legacy born of fire and blood. Expect jaw-dropping twists, steamy scenes that will leave you breathless, and a storyline that pushes every limit. The flame is just getting started. With love, Ruby
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