Chapter15 Killing prey quietly was our way

Ylva's POV

Ivy stood over me, her back arched high, amber eyes locked unblinkingly on the window as a low, warning hiss rose from her throat.

A faint scent lingered in the room, one so familiar it sent a chill racing down my spine.

Fenric.

My hand rose instinctively to my throat. The skin still ...

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