CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
CHAPTER 29: THE DESCENT (Damian’s POV) Selene moved ahead of me, her shoulders tight, her grip white-knuckled on her dagger. She was pissed. At the Revenant. At Devereaux. At herself. And maybe, just maybe—at me. Not that I blamed her. But anger made people reckless, and I wasn’t about to watch her walk straight into a trap without backup. The passage sloped downward, the air turning thick, stale. Something about this place set my instincts on fire. It was wrong. Selene felt it too. She hesitated for a fraction of a second before pressing on, deeper into the ruins. The flickering torchlight made shadows dance across the walls, twisting them into shapes that almost looked alive. Then—a whisper. Not from ahead. From behind. I spun, claws half-extended, but the corridor was emp
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