Chapter 23 The beast knows

The prince's question struck Eryndra, and something thick lodged in her throat.

“Oh... my wolf," Eryndra started, her palms sweaty as she scolded her wolf for being a jerk.

You could have held on! It wouldn't have killed you.

You can't blame me. I'm still hurting! Gia retorted, as though that...

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