Chapter 82 The Grip of the Sovereign (Powerful Restraint)

The whiplash hit him on the stairs.

Evelyn had gotten him out of the high archive tower, one arm under his shoulder, her ledger thudding against his side. He had been human for exactly eleven steps. On the twelfth, the air changed.

It wasn't copper anymore. It was sweet. Thick. Like hot iron and m...

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