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Chapter 60

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last update publish date: 2026-02-23 19:59:45

ZANA’S POV

The satisfaction on their faces was unmistakable. They'd broken me down, made me beg just like they'd said they would.

And the worst part? I didn't even care. I just needed them to touch me, to fill me, to satisfy this aching need inside me.

"Good girl," Percy said, and the praise sent a shiver through me.

Darren pulled his fingers out and I whimpered at the loss. My wolf howled too. But then Ken was lifting me up. My legs wrapped around his waist automatically. He carried me away f
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