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Chapter Sixty-Nine - A Pulse of Wrongness

last update publish date: 2026-01-04 14:18:07

(Apollo)

The bond felt wrong.

Not broken. Not distant. Just… off. Like a bell that should have rung true, yet somehow held a hairline crack in the note.

Apollo lay sprawled on the obsidian bed in one of the lower rooms, forearm draped over his eyes, fighting the exhaustion gnawing at the edges of his bones. Every muscle ached with the aftershocks of holding himself back. The beast inside him still prowled restlessly, claws raking along the inside of his ribs. Even the air around him tasted sing
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