that presence seized me again. That awareness. That voice. The voices. No. No. No. No. It wasn’t just my voice screaming. It was hers. Sotoria. All the lives she’d lived. And it was ours that moved my tongue. “You’re killing me,” I slurred, eyes heavy. “You’re killing me again, after all these years.” Kolis’s head jerked up. “What?” My tongue felt useless. Bulky. The ceiling flickered in and out. There was no pain. The only thing I felt now was her anger—our rage. “What did you just say?” Kolis turned me in his arms. His face blurred. Blood smeared his lips, his fangs. He shook me, rattling my
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