Chapter 38 Dante

“Because you’re dragonborn.”

The room dropped into silence.

Not the quiet kind.

The suffocating kind.

The kind that wraps around the spine and squeezes.

Seraphine didn’t move.

Didn’t blink.

Didn’t even breathe.

Amara’s fork clattered to the table.

Lucian swore under his breath.

And Seraphine...

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