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WHAT THE FIRE CHOSE

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Chapter 50: What the Fire Chose

Lyra

The mark at my collarbone burned hotter than it had all night, caught between two competing pulls I hadn't known it was capable of registering until this exact moment: Ashwood's steady, guilty warmth on one side, Sabine's sharper, more urgent fire on the other, and beneath both of them, fainter but unmistakable, something answering from every direction at once, as though the old blood itself understood this courtyard held more of its scattered kin than any o
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