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Chapter 7: The Storm Finds Its Calm

Xavier's POV

Another dawn. Another cycle of the sun painting the mountains in hues I barely registered. Bleak. That was the word that clung to the air I breathed, thick as the morning mist rolling through the pines. Centuries. I’d searched for my mate for centuries. Hoped. Prayed. Bargained wit...