Chapter 117 String

❀ Maeve ❀

Nikolai smelled of smoke when he arrived late to escort me. Beneath the odor was a heavy fog of scents, as if he’d tried to mask it.

I eyed him suspiciously. “Where have you been?”

His roguish grin did not reach his eyes. “Bonfire at the mansion. It wasn’t as fun as it sounds.”

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