Chapter 146 A SOUL TO REAP

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The King’s claws lengthened and sank into Alondra’s skin. She cried out, hoarse and shredded.

He didn’t give her time to explain. Not a second to whisper in his ear. Not a chance to try to buy him with that innocent little face.

Because he’d seen it.

From the room next door.

She’d walked st...

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