Chapter 11
Thea's POV
Owen's pitiful act was exactly like that little cat's. I couldn't bring myself to refuse.
"Fine. Pack up its things."
The moment I agreed, what I heard wasn't Owen's cheer but the deliberate clink of Dorian setting down his cup — a red, swollen handprint on his cheek, his face grim. ...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
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14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
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18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter 27
28. Chapter 28
29. Chapter 29
30. Chapter 30
31. Chapter 31
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