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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

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Emily’s POV

The hours passed in a restless blur. I prowled the corridors of Galahad like a caged animal, my mind tangled with thoughts of Fayne, Rosie, and the delicate balance I was struggling to maintain.

I’d given Fayne his task, planted the seeds of deception. Now I had to wait for them to take root. But patience had never been my strong suit.

Melissa found me in the training hall, my fists slamming into the padded target with punishing precision. The rhythmic thud of my strikes did little to ease the agitation clawing at me.

“Emily.” Melissa’s voice was cautious, her steps light as she approached. “Is something troubling you?”

“Everything,” I snapped, my fist crashing into the target one last time. “Rosie. Fayne. The constant need to keep everyone in line.”

Melissa folded her arms, her gaze steady. “You’ve managed well so far. The pack is loyal to you.”

“Only because I make them fear me more than they fear the unknown.” I wiped sweat from my brow, my breathing uneven.
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