CHAPTER 133 — THE MOMENT THE DARKNESS CHOSE US BOTH

The curse didn’t wait.

It pressed in the moment the last echo of that whisper faded—heavy, suffocating, almost sentient. The air turned thick like fog, but colder. Sharp. It scraped against my skin as if testing me… tasting me.

Asher yanked me closer, his grip fierce, protective in a way that ma...

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