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Chapter 132 Seeking Melody, Seeking Bonds

Bellatrix Sinclair

In the darkened abyss, this white wolf was radiant – practically glowing like a beacon of hope. She rested her head on her paws; eyes closed like she was sleeping. An invisible force propelled me forward, the further I got – I realized we weren’t entirely alone.

This wolf blended ...