Chapter 9

  Thalia's POV:

  "Rest isn't really in my vocabulary right now," I snapped, my voice hoarse but laced with fire. My bones ached, my skin burned, and the wolf inside me gnawed at my ribs like a caged beast. "There's no time."

  Mira raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. The witch's cabin smelled of dr...

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