Chapter 112 Claws in the dark

Karl's POV

I didn't walk back to my quarters. I couldn't.

The air in my lungs tasted like ash, and the skin on my chest felt like it was on fire where Kora’s breath had touched me.

Her flushed face, the raw invitation in her parted lips, the way she had leaned into the tree waiting for me to ta...

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