Chapter 115

Alaric’s POV

The wind howled through the jagged peaks as we rode, and each gust felt like a chorus of voices—mocking me, defying me, daring me to fail. I clenched my fists around the reins until my knuckles whitened, my nails biting into my palms. The landscape below Hunter's Ravenhold stretche...

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