Chapter 95
Her voice wasn’t sharp it was soft, certain. I turned toward her, and for a moment, I saw something I hadn’t before. Not pity. Not sympathy. Just understanding. Maybe that was enough.
POV: Isla
By afternoon, the packhouse smelled like cinnamon and burned sugar again.
Lyra had taken it upon hersel...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
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
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
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
32. Chapter 32
33. Chapter 33
34. Continuation Isla POV
35. Continuation
36. Chapter 34
37. Chapter 35
38. Chapter 36
39. Chapter 37
40. Chapter 38
41. Chapter 39
42. Chapter 40
43. Chapter 41
44. Chapter 42
45. Chapter 43
46. Chapter 44
47. Chapter 45
48. Chapter 46
49. Kieran POV
50. Chapter 47
51. Chapter 48
52. Chapter 49
53. Chapter 50
54. Chapter 51
55. Chapter 52
56. Chapter 53
57. Chapter 54
58. Chapter 55
59. Chapter 56
60. Chapter 57
61. Chapter 58
62. Chapter 59
63. Chapter 60
64. Chapter 61
65. Chapter 62
66. Chapter 63
67. Chapter 64
68. Chapter 65
69. Chapter 66
70. Chapter 67
71. Chapter 68
72. Chapter 69
73. Chapter 70
74. Chapter 71
75. Chapter 72
76. Chapter 73
77. Chapter 74
78. Chapter 75
79. Chapter 76
80. Chapter 77
81. Chapter 78
82. Chapter 79
83. Chapter 80
84. Chapter 81
85. Chapter 82
86. Chapter 83
87. Chapter 84
88. Chapter 85
89. Chapter 86
90. Chapter 87
91. Chapter 88
92. Chapter 89
93. Chapter 90
94. Chapter 91
95. Chapter 92
96. Chapter 93
97. Chapter 94
98. Chapter 95
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