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Chapter 73. Cerberus’s absence and warnings

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* Zeina *

I floated. At least, I think I did.

The pain had become background noise, muted, distant. Like a storm rumbling from another world. I could feel it dragging at me, a dull, throbbing anchor behind my ribs, in my leg, across my shoulder where Celine's shadow blade and fangs had sunk in. But none of it mattered.

Because something else called me. A voice. A heat. A memory I refused to let go. Cerberus.

His scent was the first thing that pulled me back, a mixture of ash, pine, blood, and something wild and ancient. I could taste it on my tongue before I could even feel my body again. Then came the heat of his hand, calloused and strong, pressing against my cheek. The warmth was not of fire, but of him. I chased it blindly.

"Zeina...sweetheart."

His voice, low and frayed. I would know that voice anywhere. I would run through fire to reach it.

My lips moved. I tried to speak his name, but it came out as little more than a breath.

"...Cer..."

"I'm here."

Those words. Gods, I needed
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