Chapter 22 Can No Longer Pretend

Asthon's pov

"Keep your arm steady, King," Nova muttered, her voice a sharp whisper that barely carried over the hum of the ice machines.

"I'm steady," I rumbled back, my voice dropping into a low, gravelly rasp.

"You don't look steady," she countered, her fingers tightening around a plastic valv...

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