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... pulled at him, thick and suffocating, dragging him deeper into an abyss where he could hear the echoes of his sister’s screams and the mocking laughter of that damned vampire, Lucien.
Every breath burned, every shift of his body sent fresh waves of agony coursing through him. His chest felt as if it had been ripped open—because it had been.
And yet, he was alive.
Barely.
The scent of herbs and something sharp, metallic, filled his senses, mingling with the distan ...
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