Chapter 8 : The Scent Of Betrayal

The alarm kept wailing—steady, merciless—but inside the suite, the silence between the brothers was worse. Caspian’s hand was still locked around Kael’s throat, his knuckles bone-white, his eyes glowing a feral, predatory gold.

Kael, pinned against a wall already cracking under the pressure, still ...

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