Chapter Twelve
THORAN'S POV
I stood still, my gaze was fixed on Zarek, one hand in my pocket. “I screwed up, didn't I?” I asked, my voice devoid of emotions.
“Yup,” Zarek answered, with a nod. He was unfazed by my cold tone, having been used to it by now.
We sat in his home the next morning. The argument with...
Chapters
1. Chapter one
2. Chapter Two
3. Chapter Three
4. Chapter Four
5. Chapter Five
6. Chapter Six
7. Chapter Seven
8. Chapter Eight
9. Chapter Nine
10. Chapter Ten
11. Chapter Eleven
12. Chapter Twelve
13. Chapter Thirteen
14. Chapter Four
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter Sixteen
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter Eighteen
19. Chapter Nineteen
20. Chapter Twenty
21. Chapter Twenty One
22. Chapter Twenty Two
23. Chapter Twenty Three
24. Twenty Four
25. Chapter Twenty Five
26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter Twenty Seventy
28. Chapter Twenty Eight
29. Chapter Twenty Nine
30. Chapter 30
31. Chapter 31
32. Chapter 32
33. Chapter 33
34. Chapter 34
35. Chapter 35
36. Chapter 36
37. Chapter Thirty Seven
38. Chapter Thirty Eight
39. Chapter Thirty nine
40. Chapter Forty
41. Chapter 41
42. Chapter Forty Two
43. Chapter Forty Three
44. Chapter 44
45. Chapter Forty Five
46. Chapter 46
47. Chapter Forty seven
48. Chapter 48
49. Chapter forty Nine
50. Chapter Fifty
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