CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE- FORGED IN PAIN.

~Ava POV~

The moon hung low in the sky, an angry crescent casting fractured light across the ruined valley we now called camp. Fires burned in quiet circles, illuminating rogue warriors with eyes like ghosts and scars like war paint. I stood at the edge of the clearing, wrapped in Damon’s cloak, ev...

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