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Chapter 72

Author: Pat pen
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 00:06:09

Seravyn’s POV

The click of the front door latch echoed through the quiet space like a large, bold punctuation mark.

Zoriven was gone, his rich scent followed him all the way, slowly peeling away from the air, leaving me entirely alone in the dim room.

I stood frozen near the center of the floor, my fingers still tingling where his hand had brushed mine. My heart was racing wildly, beating fast against my chest.

“I’ve been watching you for more than a year,” I could remember him saying. His wor
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