Chapter 29
#MBTACChapter29 — I woke to the smell of something burning. For a brief, blissful moment, I thought I’d fallen asleep with a candle lit. Then Nimbus leaped onto my chest, his claws digging into my shirt as he hissed. “Okay, okay, I’m up!” I muttered, brushing him off and sitting up quickly. The faint smell of charred wood grew stronger as I stumbled out of bed. The early morning light filtering through the window did little to cut through the haze settling in the room. Heart pounding, I threw on a jacket and raced downstairs. The bookstore was intact, thank God, but the scene in the main room made me freeze. Lyra stood in the middle of the room, her staff blazing with a wild, orange glow. Calder, looking slightly singed, was crouched near a shelf of rare first editions, holding what
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