Chapter 78 Chapter 78 - The Witch and the Midnight Miasma 2

Meanwhile,

[Riven P.O.V]

The copper tang of fresh blood was the first thing that hit my senses, thick and entirely wrong.

It wasn’t the sweet, exhilarating vintage of a fresh hunt, but the smell of life leaking out onto the heavy velvet of my coat. She weighed absolutely nothing in my arms.

Th...

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