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Chapter 101: It Wasn't Valeztina

Author: TheSyggrafeas
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-21 23:48:21

CELESTINA

Two days.

It had been two long, suffocating days since Sevastian brought Priscilla and Natasha into this so-called ‘safe house.’

Yet, there was nothing safe about being trapped inside the home of my enemies.

The air was thick with unspoken threats, and every glance thrown my way felt like a dagger poised to kill me at any moment of time.

I didn’t trust a single soul here, except for my own. Which are the three wolves they brought here.

However, Kai, Lilia, and Mateo still hadn’t woken up. Their unconscious forms haunted me, tethering me to a reality I couldn’t escape.

Every morning, I visited their rooms, hoping for a miracle, for one of them to open their eyes and assure me that I wasn't fighting this battle alone.

Tonight was no different.

I moved through the dimly lit hallway, my steps silent as a ghost’s.

The scent of expensive cigars and aged wood filled the air, but none of it masked the underlying tension that thickened with every breath.

Just as I reached for th
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