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32. The Looming Storm

作者: Sully Raff
last update 公開日: 2026-06-01 05:53:09

Lyra’s POV

I smelled him before he even came in, I knew he was close by. That scent came first, sandalwood and pine then came the lingering sulfur that distorts the initial smell. It slipped beneath the door and wrapped around my senses before the handle even turned at all.

My heart jumped when I sensed there was a high chance he was coming here. Nyx stirred immediately the scent slipped into the room.

“He’s here,” Nyx whispered. “He's headed here.”

I already knew that.

For days I had imagine
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