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... ly disturbed at dawn, was Glimora.
Her fur bristled outward as if she’d just been kissed by lightning itself, every tiny hair sparking with indignation. Her little lips peeled back, flashing miniature teeth sharp enough to chew through pride. And those eyes—those bright, crystalline blues—narrowed to slits that burned like fire and steel all at once.
She wasn’t just awake. She was alive with fury.
And her entire focus? Pinned on Zyran.
The message was crystal clea ...
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