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Every Cure Leaves a Scar

Penulis: Tori Tuez
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-16 23:50:42

Kaine doesn't speak after that, and even though my entire body is on fire and pain clouds every thought, his silence remains.

I must be dreaming.

No.

This has to be a dream.

She won't survive the night, Master.

The words echo through the haze, refusing to make sense.

No. They have the wrong person. Hunters don't die in a vampire bed. They die on their feet. They die with weapons in their hands.

My fingers twitch against the velvet sheets, searching for a hilt, a blade, a piece of broken glass—
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