Chapter 11

Nymera’s POV

Astra’s dagger gleamed in the dying torchlight.

Dain lay crumpled behind her, blood pooling beneath him.

I could barely breathe.

Astra licked the blood from the blade, grinning at me.

"This ends here, Nymera. You and your little pack of fools—done."

"No," I rasped, stepping forward.

She...

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