Chapter 63: Jennifer’s POV

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The halls were empty; I couldn’t smell a single rogue, which I found weird. I am supposed to be their prisoner, right? Shouldn’t they keep an eye on me? “We must be careful and keep our eyes open, but we should continue,” Linda suggested. I moved cautiously, my senses heightened, picking up on every little sound, every flicker of movement. My steps were soft, deliberate, barely a whisper against the cold stone floor. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off—why was no one watching me? Was Elias that confident, or was something else at play? After an eternity of navigating the twisting corridors, I finally caught a faint scent—Mira’s. Relief flooded through me, but a cold dread quickly replaced it. Her scent was weak, barely there, and laced with something dark, something… w

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