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Chapter 149 - Careful Hands

مؤلف: Kristy Pearson
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-02-07 19:48:42

(Adelaide & Caelum)

After dawn, the corridors carried sound differently. Each footstep echoed twice—once in the stone, and once in something older, deeper, as if the mountain itself was waiting beneath the surface.

Warm air clung low to the floor, rising in slow, deliberate breaths from the vents beneath the tiles. It brushed their ankles like something alive, carrying the scent of sulphur, iron, and the ghost of yesterday’s fire.

Cael did not trust the quiet. It followed them back through t
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    (Adelaide)The words weren’t fading. They were hardening—settling in her bones like ancient truth. He will devour you. Her pulse stuttered. Something warm and golden shifted inside her chest—a slow, coiling stir, as if that flame inside her had heard the warning and answered: I know. Her flame. H

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    (Apollo)“Try again,” Apollo said softly. A king’s mercy was always worse than his wrath. Mercy meant time. Time meant suffering.Behind the door, something shifted—a quiet, almost inaudible sound of fabric against stone. Adelaide moving. Awake. Listening. He felt her attention like a pulse. A seco

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    (Apollo)Cael did not breathe. The pause stretched, thin as wire. Apollo heard the silence behind the door too: Adelaide holding her breath as if breath itself might be a confession.Apollo felt the tremor through the leash. Felt the truth coil and resist. It was a living resistance. Not a refusal

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