Chapter 27 The Rogue Outpost

I woke to the smell of woodsmoke and a silence that felt like burial.

The ground beneath me wasn’t frozen forest anymore. It was layered with thick, moth-eaten furs. My head throbbed, the Mate Withdrawal no longer a screaming fire but a deep, aching thrum that pulsed behind my eyes.

“You’re awake....

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