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She's nowhere to be found

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Nyx’s POV

I shifted back in the courtyard. The night air hit my human skin, cold and sharp. I didn’t feel it. My hands were still covered in blood. His blood. The silver burn on my flank was a dull, throbbing ache, like a hot wire under my skin. Silver doesn’t kill us, not unless it’s in the heart or the brain. But it sickens. It burns like acid in our veins and slows everything down—our strength, our healing. It makes you weak. I pushed the feeling away. I couldn’t be weak now.

I walked back i
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