Chapter 41

Ezra's POV

The moment I entered the Battle Arena, her scent hit me—chestnut, rain, and something uniquely feminine. Isolde sat beside Orion on one of the benches, her chestnut curls pulled back in a messy ponytail, a few strands escaping to frame her face.

"Alpha Ezra," Orion said, inclining h...

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