Alpha Nero
I can feel the heat of my own blood mixing with theirs, but I don’t care.
I reach the main hall, and there she is—Luna Seraphine. She’s standing at the far end, her back to a massive stone fireplace. Her eyes lock onto mine, and I see the recognition, the fear that flickers there for just a moment before she masks it with that cold, calculated expression.
“Nero Leonetti,” she says, her voice smooth and confident, but I can hear the tremor underneath. “I was wondering when you’d finally show up.”
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