Chapter 37

  Julian's POV

  The shame was suffocating.

  I sat outside the farmhouse, my back pressed against the wall, staring blankly into the darkened horizon. The air was still thick with the smell of blood, smoke, and the bitter tang of magic. Remi's face haunted me—the hurt, the betrayal, the raw pain et...

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