Chapter 18 Crescent and Sizzling Cracks

Riven's POV

That night, under the crescent moon, I was boxing again.

The punching bag swung violently with every hit, the chain rattling above me like it was about to snap. I was shirtless, sweat already pouring down my back and chest, muscles burning from how long I’d been at it.

My fists fle...

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