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The Judas Kiss

Author: S. Doralis
last update publish date: 2026-04-03 14:16:11

Aria’s POV

​I ran.

My lungs burned with every breath, the cold air of the corridors cutting my skin like glass, but the vibration in my blood gave me a terrifying amount of energy. I didn't head for the safety of my room; I headed for the room where I had left the so-called perfect Vaelor family.

​I burst through the double doors, my hair standing on different ends and my chest heaving. The Grand Luna was still seated, calmly sipping tea as if the world weren't ending a few hundred yards away.
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