Chapter 40 A secretive shadow

 Amara POV

 I wake to the taste of iron and rot. It coats my tongue and clings to the back of my throat. For a split second I nearly think it’s my own. I try to inhale too fast and choke, a broken sound bubbling out of me before I force myself to calm down.

 Cold stone presses against my cheek.

 I b...

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