CHAPTER 108 Sunlight, Vodka, and an Alpha Wolf

Evie

The first thing I became aware of was warmth.

Actual, honest-to-God warmth.

Not witch-magic explosions.

Not my mother trying to turn the forest into a biblical plague.

Not Maverick’s mark burning through my soul like a cosmic tattoo gun.

Just… sunlight. Soft and golden, the kind that crep...

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