Chapter 44

Zirah

King Slavic’s brutal laughter echoes ominously as the guards drag Zeke into the room. His body hangs limp, a human puppet for Slavic’s sadistic amusement.

“I will not help you. Not after you’ve drugged my mates, you monster!” I spit, my words stoking the embers of his rage. Slavic’s boot col...

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