CHAPTER 298

Serena’s POV

The stench hit first like a sucker punch.

Tharax hunched there in the cratered field beneath the bleeding moon. Black ichor spilled from his mouth in thick, steaming ropes, and the tendrils on his back trembled—no, vibrated—at a frequency that made my very bones buzz. The air around hi...

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