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CHAPTER 158
~Spring's POV~
My palms were slick with sweat, the glow stick trembling faintly between my fingers. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to disappear into the forest and pretend this never happened.
But then Astra's voice slithered through my mind like smoke curling around my ribs.
"Simple," she purred. "Tempt them. Tempt all your mates. Remind them you haven't been claimed and do the dare. Don't chicken out."
I swallowed hard, ignoring how my breath hitched. My gaze flicked briefly toward my mates.
Storm's jaw was clenched, his wolf practically vibrating under his skin. Kael's stare burned, like someone calculating a dozen moves ahead.
Tyrion looked calm, but his grip on his flask had gone white-knuckled.
And Jace… Jace's expression was pure thunderclouds and danger, his hood shadowing half his face, but his jaw ticked like he was seconds away from snapping.
All of them watched and waited.
