Chapter 92 The Blood pack

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The morning sunlight slanted through the shattered blinds, a thin line of gold cutting across the cold marble floor. Dust floated in the air, silent reminders of the chaos that had taken place hours ago. Isabella sat by the edge of the bed, her bare feet touching the cold floor,...

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