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Chapter 48; Smoke— Thick and toxic

THRYSTAN POV

I watched Arwyn sway in Jagger’s arms, my eyes narrowing as I tracked every movement. She looked uncertain at first, her steps faltering as if unsure of the rhythm. But soon enough, she found her footing—quick to adapt, just as I knew she would. She always had a way of catching on, sharp-witted and capable. Or perhaps I’m just a better teacher than I give myself credit for.

"How about we dance?" Sora’s voice broke through my thoughts as she clung to my arm, her nails digging into my coat, an uncomfortable reminder of her presence.

"Not quite," I muttered, barely paying attention as my gaze remained fixed on Arwyn. She was... captivating. The dress she wore was bold, a deep red that I would never have imagined on her. Yet, somehow, it suited her perfectly—hugging every curve, from the fitted bodice down to the flowing hem that swayed with each step.

Then there was the slit—high enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her thigh as she moved. When Jagger dipped her low tow
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