Chapter 49 — Toxic

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Elira’s POV

The last thing I remembered was the explosion, the shattering pressure wave, the flames, and the splitting headache that threatened to tear my skull open. Then, nothing.

I woke to the distinct feeling of coarse rope against my wrists and ankles. My head swam, and my body ached as if...

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