Chapter 55 - The Tryst In The Woods R18

Elijah’s POV

The bus emptied in chaos.

People stumbled into the night air, gagging, coughing, swearing under their breath. The smell hit like a punch, metal, blood, fur, and that awful human edge that made my stomach turn. It wasn’t just death. It was something meaner, closer.

The professors rushe...

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