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CHAPTER 235: THREE BODIES

Author: Remi Winters
last update publish date: 2026-05-15 17:56:58
EMBER’S POV

I’m fighting so hard against the men holding me that my shoulders feel like they’re going to dislocate.

I reach through to Sapphire with every ounce of willpower I have, I scream, and I thrash, but there is no release of the power we had at the Bacchanal. There is no release of strength or divine fury, or a miracle.

All there is the ugly stench of death.

I can see down the hallway into the storage room — Maurice on the floor, chest wound bleeding, his eyes open and blinking.

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Remi Winters

Hi, everyone! I skipped CHAPTER 233! But it has been corrected now. I'm so sorry for the mix-up. I'll put up a new chapter now to make up for this.

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