Chapter 97 — Marked in Fire

Amara

His screams make my blood boil, the rage breaking my mask away chip by chip as I watch Thomas suffer.

“Killain, stop!”

My voice comes out louder than I expect, slicing through the noise. He doesn’t stop. He just laughs—low, dark, almost delighted—as he presses the blade deeper.

“You wi...

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