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Chapter 2: The Fated Pull
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... gan as a familiar burn coiling through his veins—slow at first, then tightening sharply in his chest until the pen slipped from his fingers and clattered against the desk.
Then the world tilted and his vision pulsed.
And for the first time in years, the chains inside him snapped taut.
"Not again," he muttered, pushing away from his desk and forcing a long breath through his nose.
But the curse didn’t care for breathing techniques or discipline tonight.
The ...
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