Chapter 35: Uneasy Alliances
Hook The fire crackled softly, throwing shadows across the forest clearing. Gwen lay stiffly on her palette; her back turned to us, her body language screaming a silent plea to be left alone. The weight of what had just transpired settled heavily in my chest, making it hard to breathe. Peter sat a few feet away, his gaze hard as it burned into me. His jaw was clenched, his blue eyes stormy with frustration and something deeper—hurt, maybe. He let out a sharp exhale, running his fingers through his hair in agitation before standing abruptly. Without a word, he stalked off into the darkness, his shoulders tense with barely restrained emotion. I hesitated for a moment, watching him disappear into the shadows. Then, with a resigned sigh, I stood and followed him. “Pan,” I called, my voice
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