Chapter 98 : Echoes of a Broken Crown

MATTHIAS’ POV

The study felt like a tomb tonight. The fire roared in the hearth, yet its heat never reached me. I sat behind the massive oak desk, a half-empty glass of aged liquor clenched in my bandaged hand. My arm throbbed where the white wolf’s power had nearly torn it from my body, but tha...

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