If he didn't believe me — then why had he saved me?

Mira's POV

My fang had never left Cyrus's body. Not once, in all the time I had known him — not even during the long weeks he lay unconscious. I had seen it still hanging at his throat.

So how had it ended up in Julius's hands?

Cyrus stared at the object on the table, his brow drawn together, his...

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