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CHAPTER 8: LIPS OF THE UNDERWORLD.

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Alina.

The kiss struck like a thunderclap.

Kael’s lips on mine were the same as they’d always been, familiar and warm, commanding, yet edged with something feral. But I had changed, and this time, the kiss didn’t wrap me in the safety of forgotten dreams. It cracked me wide open.

The second our mouths met, my magic flared like wildfire, unbidden and violent. I felt it, and I couldn't control it.

The air trembled. The earth shuddered beneath our feet. All around us, the Veil thinned just enough for the air to take on that familiar, sulfur-laced bite of the Underworld. It was the scent of charred roses and ancient blood, of promises broken and fates rewritten.

Kael drew back slowly, eyes locked on mine. There was a smirk playing at his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. No triumph. Just something haunted. Something hollow.

“Still burns,” he murmured, his thumb brushing my cheek. “I thought I was the only one who remembered what we were.”

I stumbled back, heart pounding, br
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