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Chapter 42: In His Arms

Penulis: Meminger
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 02:40:12

Hecate POV

The door opened without a knock.

I felt him before I saw him. The shift in the air. The way the candles flickered as if caught in a sudden breeze. The familiar weight of his presence pressing against my senses like a hand against my chest.

Maddox stood in the doorway, his gaze moving from my face to Ysabella's arms wrapped around me, then back to my face. His expression was unreadable. His hair was still damp from a bath, and the scent of soap and something deeper, something wilder,
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