Chapter 415 Botanist to Breeder

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Sydney

The sun hasn’t risen yet when a peel of anguished cries thunders down the hallway. Brie’s image flashes in my mind–Brie being held to that altar while Gabriel taunts me, taunts her–and I’m out of bed in a second.

My heart hammers against my ribs to the point I find...

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