CHAPTER 66

Magnus Hale

His eyes fill with tears. The sight of it rips me apart, but the anger still boils.

"No… I didn’t betray you, Magnus. I swear to you."

His hands sink into his own hair, pulling at the strands in a rush, his nails digging into his scalp—pure, explicit despair.

"Fuck… shit…" The words ...

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