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Chapter 57

Penulis: FioreSelvatico
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The breath bursts out of him like something breaking loose. His fists slam down onto the ground, palms splayed, claws dulling back into fingernails. The blood from his fingers seeps into the dirt. But the storm...

The storm is quiet.

“Holy shit,” I whisper. Except… I don’t. I think I said it, but the words didn’t come out of my mouth.

I feel Saf retreating.

A slow easing of pressure behind my eyes, my spine straightening like it’s mine again, breath returning fully to my lungs. The control trickles back into me like light pouring into a room where all the curtains had been drawn tight.

My arms are still around Atlas.

He’s panting, body shaking beneath me, sweat-soaked and unguarded and too damn human now to pretend he’s anything but undone.

“I didn’t mean for her to take over,” I whisper, this time really saying it. “I didn’t know she could.”

He leans back just enough to look at me over his shoulder. His eyes, goddess, his eyes. They’re rimmed in shine, like never before. But with no
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