Chapter 42 - The Midnight Altar

Freya Bentley 1.1k words

Fantine

The damp pine needles squished beneath my boots as I followed Riley down the narrow dirt path leading away from the chaotic lights of the grand hall, and the cool night air felt sharp against my face while the distant sound of the pack’s truck engines grew fainter behind the...

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