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Chapter 126 — She Is Still Ours

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-05-26 22:00:20

Dmitry climbed the stairs with silent but heavy steps, as if each one was a sentence he himself had to serve. The corridor was dark, except for the faint light escaping through the crack of the door to the room where Susan used to stay.

He stopped in front of the door, closing his eyes for a second and taking a deep breath.

“Go.” The Lycan roared inside him, impatient. “Before it’s too late.”

Dmitry clenched his fist, fighting against the fear. The same fear that had always stopped him from sho
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