Chapter 40 When Dusk Arrives

Dusk settles over Blackthorn like a veil being lowered.

Not gentle.

Not warm.

But heavy.

Restrictive.

Suspenseful.

The sky has turned the color of fading bruises — deep violet at the edges, sinking into black.

Anil, Cael, and Lucien stand together at the entrance of the courtyard.

Cael’s wings t...

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