Chapter 85

Dorian‘s pov.

I stood by the window of my study, the cold night air swirling through the cracked pane. The moon bathed the dark wood in silver. Cassian lingered by the door, eyes sharp as ever.

Footsteps echoed.

Cassian whispered, "He's here."

The door swung open without the courtesy of a knock...

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