The False Luna
And I just took a deep breath, looking at him, at Maura, at Tiago, and I understood that something inside me had died for good — and what was born in its place was not docile.
It was fury. And this time, it was mine.
POV: Maura
I could feel the vibration of the engine long before the car crossed the gate. Carlos was back—and with him, the chance to fix everything. Just hearing the sound of the engine was enough for the plan to form in my head. A quick movement, a precise calculation. I waited for the right moment, Camila's distracted gaze turned to the little tyrant she had created, and I let my claw slide out. The cut was clean, shallow, enough for the blood to start flowing. It burned, of
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