Chapter Five

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The winds tugged at Rowan's wings, pushing him towards the cliff face.

He'd been flying aimlessly for three days, trying to catch some trace of his mate's scent. But he hadn't found anything. Maeve and her armada had simply disappeared. 


I know this is really short--sorry about that.

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