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Chapter 131 - Gold Thread

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(Adelaide & Caelum)

They reached a wide archway carved down into the mountain’s belly, and Cael lifted his hand. Shadows peeled from his palm, swirling around his fingers like smoke underwater. The shadows moved like they were reading the air, tasting it, looking for Apollo’s scent the way wolves looked for blood.

The darkness parted, revealing a ramp of obsidian stairs leading down. Adelaide shivered. Not from fear. From recognition. Something deep inside her—something older than she was—knew
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