: The Sha
he suffocating silence of a threat lingering in the dark. Timothy collaps
clawing at the dust. "They told me you were dead,
reezing against her skin. He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Shal
dark tunnel ahead, her mind already shifting gears
ailed, but Astrida was already turning awa
arked, his voice a smooth, amused purr as
in her vision. "If I want to dismantle the Mercer house, I need to hit them where they can't recover. To
end to crash
a command into the System. "I'm buying a shroud-cl
ing, possessive touch that sent a shiver of electric heat through her. "If they realize you'r
resolve hardening like obsidian. "I'm n
ense and desperation. Astrida moved through the crowd, wrapped in a shimmering, violet-hued cloak
r the dais, surrounded by sycophants and security, sat Lysander and Zephyrine. They looke
air, her knuckles whitening as she g
pered from the shadows behind her chair, unseen by
ssed back, her voice bare
inding gears, announced the next item. "A Core of the Anc
e cutting through the hal
t. It was an astron
ments. It was a gamble-a reckless, dangerous gamble.
chimed in, her voice distorted
nning the back of the room with a pred
Astrida count
narrowing as she looked toward the back. "L
his temper fraying. "I want that core. Nobo
the cold pull of the void in her veins, the
aid, her voice steady,
oulder, his touch grounding her, anchoring the wild surge of energy she was cha
lion!" Lysander shout
her voice echoing in the sudde
roned, the gavel hitting
pping toward the aisle. "You don't just bi
ed velocity. She felt the cloak's camouflage waver-a
trida said, stepping into
her personal space, his eyes searching hers, piercing through the faint shimmer of her disguise.
pered, the name a
the remaining essence in her pa
een!" she
rkness. Screams of confusion filled the air. Astrida didn't look back; she turned and bolte
of the lower tunnels, her chest heaving, her
rk satisfaction and possessive pride. He grabbed her by the chin, forcing her
ho murmured, his gaze trac
r him, finally succumbing to the overwhelming, desperate
s from her own, his scent-that intoxicating blend of
his voice vibrating through her very soul. "It's a wa
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