Wings Of The White Wolf
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Ultima publicare lun, ian 12, 2026
In a forest that eats men whole, there are no heroes-only survivors.
Months after Sodden claimed Yennefer's life, Geralt of Rivia isn't looking for redemption. Only coin. When he takes a contract to escort a band of mercenaries into Faefell, he expects monsters. He expects treachery. He expects death.
He didn't expect her.
Juniper is strange. Sharp-tongued. Reclusive. A woman who lives alone in a forest that wants to kill everything that steps into it. The villagers whisper about her in the same breath as the creatures that haunt the woods.
But when Geralt's blood stains her soil and she drags him back from the brink, He begins to wonder: is she his salvation... or his doom?"
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Hiding in a forest that wants her dead just as much as the mercenaries who trespass in it, Juniper has spent years running from a world that hates her, and a past that refuses to let her go.
The last thing she needed was a half-dead Witcher at her doorstep.
And yet... she saved him anyway.
But Faefell has no mercy, and secrets like hers don't stay buried forever.
Can a monster hunter love a monster?
And if he could... could she ever love him back?
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