Chapter 12 THE SCAR THAT BURNS

The cut on Aria’s arm should have healed by now.

Wolves healed fast. Even half-trained ones with moonfire in their veins. Claws, teeth, blades—most marks vanished overnight, leaving only memories and bad dreams.

This one didn’t.

She sat on the edge of her bed, early light spilling through the hig...

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