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In The Alley

Auteur: S. Doralis
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-19 16:35:00

​I blinked, my eyes struggling to focus in the oppressive darkness of the alley. My head throbbed, a dull ache pulsing behind my temples like a trapped bird beating against a cage.

​I tried to push myself up, but my hands skidded on something slick. I looked down, and my breath hitched in my throat. My clothes were shredded, stained dark with dried, crusty blood.

​The gala. The music. The laughter.

The way Noah and Cassian had looked at me, like I was a prize they’d finally captured. I rememb
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