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Chapter 68: The Second Key

Author: Aliza J. Byrd
last update publish date: 2026-10-11 20:20:01

The light did not hurt. That was the strange part.

I remember thinking it should have. I remember the white flash, and the roar, and a hand closing hard around my arm, and then nothing at all, as if someone had lifted me out of the world and set me down again somewhere quiet.

Then the sound came back, a thin high whine, like a wet finger run around the rim of a glass. I opened my eyes. I was lying on my back on the gallery floor, and Ronan was over me, with his whole body curled around mine and
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