Chapter 39 Chapter 39

SERAPHINE

“Perfect...”

The sound slithered through the dark recesses of my skull. It wasn't a growl, nor was it a physical echo in the room. It was a cold whisper, smooth as silk and sharp as shattered ice, coiling around my mind like a snake tightening its grip.

“Look at him, Seraphine. Broken. ...

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