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AMBERGRIS

Author: Lia's Ink
last update publish date: 2026-03-15 04:38:43

🐺ADRIAN🐺

Seeing that dead wolf was not normal.

The moment my fingers touched its cold fur, the curse tore through me like a wildfire.

Pain.

Blinding, excruciating pain that started in my chest and spread outward until every nerve ending in my body was screaming.

Killian roared in my head, violent and desperate.

The pain was too much for him. Too much for both of us.

Someone was deliberately intensifying the curse. I knew it with absolute certainty.

This was not natur
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Cohleen1229
i wonder if Isora intended to mask her scent or doesn't she really know she doesn't have?
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Bubble bum
That scent has to be Isora 's
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    Dear Ink loversšŸŒøšŸ’ž If you're reading this, you made it through the fire. And I don't just mean the flames that burned Nightfall Pack. I mean the flames of betrayal, of heartbreak, of watching characters you loved fall apart and get back up again. I mean the flames of a story that never promised you a happy ending—only a truthful one. This book was never meant to be soft. It was never meant to be safe. It was meant to feel real—raw, broken, and achingly human, even in a world of wolves and curses and fated mates. When I started writing this story, I knew exactly how it would end. Not because I wanted it to end that way, but because that's what the characters deserved. Adrian's death was never a punishment—it was a completion. He spent twenty years running from his curse, hiding from himself, pushing everyone away because he was terrified of hurting them. In the end, he didn't die as a monster. He died as a man who had finally found something worth dying for. He died as a ma

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