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... mbling. "I don’t want this title. I can give it back—I don’t need it!"
John’s jaw clenched, his red eyes flashing. "You think being a saint is something you can just revoke? It’s not a crown you remove—it’s a curse you carry."
Before I could argue again, the cabin walls shook. Wolves were slamming themselves against the barrier, their growls like thunder closing in. My stomach twisted. They were here for me.
John moved toward the door. "There’s a back exit. Follow it into ...
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