Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen: Bleeding Gold

The warmth woke her.

It wasn’t the soft, steady heat of the nesting chamber. This was deeper. Hungrier. Sera stirred beneath the silks, blinking against the glow of firelight. The nest held its warmth like a breath, but her skin was too hot. Not from Rhazien’s body beside hers, not from the furs ben...

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