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Chapter 27

Author: Jess Dawson
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-25 04:18:16

Cole's POV

I groan as the pounding in my head registers, a relentless, hammering beat that feels like it’s trying to split my head in two. My throat is dry, thick with the sour aftertaste of moonshine and blood. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and when I swallow, it feels like sandpaper scraping against raw flesh.

The second thing I notice is the cold. The chill of damp stone seeps into my skin, clinging to me like a second layer. The air is thick with the stench of sweat, blood, and something far more putrid; something that has been left to rot. The scent is familiar, the metallic tang of suffering, but I don’t know why it is surrounding me now.

I shift, and pain lances through my ribs. My muscles protest, stiff and aching, as if I have been lying in the same position for hours. My mind feels sluggish, fogged with the remnants of alcohol.

I force my eyes open. For a moment, I don’t recognize where I am. The walls are stone, rough and uneven. The dim light barely reaches th
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