Chapter 24 Blood on the Bark

"They are right on top of us!" I yelled, pulling my feet out of the deep mud as the wet roars rattled the stone walls of the basin.

"Shut up and move your legs, Nyra!" Lucien growled, his iron-clad hand gripping my forearm to drag me through the opening.

We burst into a stagnant, black-water basin...

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