The iron collar snapped shut with a heavy click. It felt like a freezing snake wrapping around my throat. Immediately, the small spark of golden power in my chest went dark. I couldn't feel the air. I couldn't feel the light. I was just a woman on her knees, trapped in a silver net."Isaac, stop!" I gasped, clawing at the cold metal. "What are you doing? It's me!"Isaac didn't look at me. His face was like stone, his eyes fixed on the architect. He gripped the chain attached to my collar and pulled. I stumbled forward, falling onto the hard marble floor. Beside me, Rowan let out a muffled growl, his mouth covered by a heavy leather muzzle. He was being dragged by four hunters, his golden fur stained with grease and blood."The people are waiting, Isaac," the architect said. His voice was smooth, like a calm sea befo
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