Chapter 97

  Caleb POV

  Amanda catches me near the bread and salt.

  "Ink or blood first, Region Alpha?" she asks, mouth quirked.

  "Bread," I say, and stuff a heel in my mouth because the ceremony makes me forget to be human.

  "Good." She sobers. "The lock holds. The seam hums. She's quiet for now."

  "For ...

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