Chapitre 36: 36 - Ari
His thoughts had frozen his hands midway, the cold water dripping on his feet brought him back. His eyebrows tensed with determination to keep his family safe, Galan tore away a strip of the red washcloth and tied it around the babe's arm to hide the scar that marred her future in the clan, but the red cloth sealed her fate.
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