Chapter 41 The Prophecy of the Broken Sky

The lightning was gone, but the hum remained.

I could feel it under my skin. It felt like I had swallowed a swarm of bees. Every time I touched something—my coat, Kade’s arm, the car door—a tiny blue spark jumped from my fingertips.

"You're leaking," murmured Kade softly and did not pull away. He ...

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