MAD END'S DECEPTION
A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths.
“It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.”
Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira.
“Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.
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