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Chapter 221 - A Promise With Teeth

Author: Kristy Pearson
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 07:36:41

(Adelaide)

The room still held the heat of the corridor. It clung to the air in invisible layers, the way incense clings to chapel stone long after the choir has gone silent, except this was iron and smoke and scorched ward-salt, and it settled into the lungs like a vow that refused to be taken back.

Not the violent flare of it, not the blinding ignition where white fire, bright as starlight, had surged up from her ankle and raced like a living current along the bond, striking the mark at he
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