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Chapter 37: The Ghost in the Blood
Author: Sanjana
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Kaizareth’s scream ripped through the narrow limestone cavern, sharp enough to cut the freezing mountain air.

"Hold still!" Nymeria hissed, pinning his shoulders against the damp stone.

"Get it out!" he shrieked, his back arching violently off the dirt. "It's in my veins! It's turning to glass, Nymeria! Cut it out of me!"

"There is nothing to cut!"

She slammed her weight onto his chest, but his thrashing was frantic, driven by a primal, mad terror. His skin was burning hot, yet he was shivering
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