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Chapter fifty
Sierra’s POV As the tension between Liam and me thickened, a chilling howl pierced the night, cutting through the stillness like a blade. My heart skipped a beat, and instinctively, I turned toward the sound. This wasn’t just any howl—it carried a sense of urgency, a command that sent shivers down my spine. Liam’s head snapped up, his entire body going rigid. “That’s not good,” he muttered under his breath, his usual calm demeanor giving way to unease. “What is it?” I asked, dread pooling in my stomach. He didn’t respond right away, his sharp eyes scanning the darkness as though searching for an unseen threat. “You need to leave, Sierra. Now,” he finally said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on,” I shot back, trying to igno
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