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Chapter Twenty Four : THE MARK THAT SHOULDN'T EXIST

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last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-26 13:10:04

ELARA POV

I walked away, afraid to turn back.

His gaze on my back felt like a prayer reaching out to me though I wasn’t sure I wanted to respond.

Kael had somehow turned into a mental shadow whose presence I could sense even in his absence. The pull between us was almost unbearable at times. It wasn’t lust. It wasn’t even love in the way I thought love was supposed to be. It was… something ancient. Binding. Something I couldn’t ignore.

All that came to a head the night of the bonfire.

It was a celebration—the first full moon of spring. All students received invitations while attendees from the entire school body assembled in the campus clearing to celebrate with laughter and dancing and endless drinking.

I didn’t want to be there. But Nina pretty much dragged me there. “You need air,” she’d said. “You’ve been like a caged bird all summer.”

She was right. After nearly dying in that incident I found myself waking up in Lila’s arms which changed me permanently. I felt things crawling b
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