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At odd ends
Rygan’s POV . . I was so damn lost. I feel numb shell, have felt like my souls been barely there since Alvira informed me of her plans to have Elise banished. She begged, saying she’d let Elise be my concubine. The desperation in her eyes and her plea for our child not to be neglected broke me. I couldn’t help feeling the guilt since Alana, who was my first love, and her sister had died with our child in them before she was killed by the human hunt guild. And I wouldn't want my child to be neglected. Alvira will be seen as a disgrace. So the moment I walked into that hall, I fought all my will, and my wolf trashed me to look at Elise. Every part of my wolf yearned for her, yet I ignored him and fought to focus on my duty as I marched with Alvira by my side. And the moons knew how muc
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