Seduced by The Two Shadowed Nephilim
A simple joy spreads through me, warming my chest for something so small: we’re dancing in an empty nightclub, drinking wine far too cheap for glasses… but for the first time in so long, it feels close to what life is supposed to be.
And mine has always been made of fear. Fear of the priests at the orphanage, fear of punishments, fear of the other children. At eighteen, fear of being broke, of being alone. Of ending up like my mother. Then the unthinkable — the supernatural — crossed my path, and I discovered a new kind of fear, sharper and deeper than any before.
But now, with Zara and Eryon laughing, dancing like drunks, reaching their hands out to me… it’s almost like having a family. For
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