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Chapter 371 Tempting the Godless

Aвтор: Judith GW
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Victoria

I know he’s coming before he knocks. The wards recognize him and shiver in anticipation. That subtle curl of welcome that comes from attunement, even unspoken. Even if it believes it’s unwilling.

I breathe in and let the mirror tell me what I already know. Erik is standing outside, one hand in his jacket pocket, the other rubbing the back of his neck like this isn’t exactly where he planned to be.

But it’s where he is. Because he wants to see me. I smile to myself, sure it’s only a matter of time before he’s mine.

When I open the door, I make sure I’m bathed in afternoon light. It falls through the curtains just right, catching the copper highlights in my hair and casting my skin in a gentle warmth that doesn’t require illusion, just timing.

Magic can enhance beauty, yes. But knowing when not to use it? That’s power too. I’ve always been gorgeous, that’s not what I need to tempt Erik.

He looks tired. Tense. Guarded. Like he’s wary of me. I’ll make sure to be gentle with him.

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