315- The Night He Chose to Claim Her

POV Viktor Averwyn:

Jasmina in the forest, kneeling among the trees, a baby in her arms. Her fear when she saw me. My hatred. That different odor I had sensed in the child—faint, but still present in the lifeless body. Not mine. I tried to discover whose it was. Which male she had betrayed me...

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