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Chapter 39: Blood on the Blade

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NIKOLAI

I carried Anaiyah through the infirmary doors, my shirt stained with her blood. Despite spilling the blood of my enemies for over a century, I still hated seeing her blood.

Whoever did this would surely feel my rage.

As soon as we burst through the doors, three healers rushed toward us. My anger wasn't directed at them, but my presence still made them tense.

My mate shifted against my chest. "I can walk."

"You're injured."

"I've noticed."

Her sarcasm earned the faintest reaction from me
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