Chapter 33: Ghosts of the Past

The fire crackled, spitting javelins of sparks up into the darkness above, but was powerless to dispel the chill creeping into Ben's chest. He sat beside Cyrus's unconscious form, his knuckles as white as he observed the shallow breathing rise and fall of the older werewolf's chest.

Cyrus was go...

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