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Chapter 77

Autor: Jess Dawson
last update Última actualización: 2025-11-28 03:53:55

Tobias's POV

My forehead is cool where it has been resting against the glass for over an hour, the thrum of the engine and the vibrations of the road nudging my skull every now and then.

I am tired. Properly tired. My eyes feel heavy, gritty, but every time I close them my mind drags up images of Zahra bruised and broken in the arms of another man, and it drives Thor insane. He has already nearly ripped the throat out of three people, and he threw Alistair across a room last night. That was when I left.

My plane touched down just over an hour ago. The car came to collect me straight from the runway. I cannot wait to get home, to see the castle, and to speak to my dad. I need his help with Thor. Since we landed, he has settled a little. Maybe it is being back in our own kingdom at last. He is still a mess, but the edge has dulled.

Daemon and Alistair stayed behind, but we are all due to attend a ball at the fae palace next week. They will meet me at the castle and we will all travel to
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