Chapter 8: Cracks and Claws

Selene’s POV

The plan burned in my gut, cold, sharp, a blade I had honed overnight. I would make him fall, crack his guard, slip free. Last night’s hook had sunk. Light words in the hall, a smirk, his ice-blue stare lingering too long. Now it was time to reel, slow and steady, till he was dumb ...

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