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Chapter 8
Kamrynn's POV The word hits me like a blow to the chest, stealing the breath from my lungs. A rogue. They think I’m a rogue. It shouldn’t surprise me, not after I cut all ties with the Obsidian Pack, but hearing it said aloud feels like a final blow. Rogues are infamous for a reason—lone wolves cast out from their Packs, known to wreak havoc and bring chaos wherever they go. They’re dangerous, unpredictable… and they’re usually killed on sight. The first warrior frowns, his gaze hardening. “Is that true?” he asks, his voice laced with suspicion. “Are you a rogue?” I open my mouth to respond, but no words come out. I can feel the sting of the word—rogue—like it’s branding itself onto my skin, marking me with a fate I never wanted. Panic surges through me as the other warriors exchange a
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