Chapter 8 8

Clara Joel 1.2k words

Lyra POV

My entire body ached as Lucian dragged me down the hallway, his grip relentless and his pace unyielding. Pain shot through my joints with every step, and I couldn’t keep the desperation out of my voice.

“Please, my legs aches,” I cried, struggling to keep up. “I can’t walk...

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