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Oops Alpha, Wrong Luna - Chapter 48
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... ed so tight my nails dug into my palms.
The air was damp, filled with the smell of rust and mold, the torches flickering, casting weak light on the stone walls.
Elijah was tied to a pole, his wrists bound, his dark hair matted, his face bruised, but his eyes, those eyes I’d trusted, glinted with something dark, something cruel.
Brian’s words echoed, cutting deep: "Elijah’s from the Fang pack. He was a spy. He started the fire."
My chest ached, betrayal burning hot ...
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