Chapter 22 THE WOUNDS THAT NEVER HEALED

Ophelia’s POV

Dominic’s scent hit me before he even stepped fully into the palace.

Cold pine, Steel, Familiarity twisted into dread.

A scent I had prayed never to breathe again.

The booming voice of the royal announcer echoed through the grand entrance hall

“Presenting Alpha Dominic of the ...

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