Chapter 142 – The Rogue’s Claim

Lucian

The funeral fire smoked low in the clearing, damp wood hissing under the drizzle.

The pack’s grief weighed thick on the air, sharper than blood, heavier than rain.

I stood apart, half-shadowed beneath the dripping branches, watching her.

The silver-haired girl.

Liora.

Her body was b...

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