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Chapter 17

Fenrir was even more breathtaking up close than he had been in the images Hades had sent me. Golden

curls framed a face that could have been chiseled out of alabaster by the god of fine arts. His nose was perfectly straight, his cheekbones high, and he had full lips that I imagined women swooned over.

The most startling thing about Fenrir’s appearance were his eyes. Up close, they weren’t just turquoise, but a deep indigo around the edges, lit by white striations that flashed like lightning. I had to blink a few times to check that I’d seen them right. Flecks of gold added a touch of color, but the entire effect made me wonder if he had swallowed the sky.

It was like looking into the face of an angel. An angel possessed by the biggest, most ferocious wolf and then elevated into a god. Beneath his external beauty was a menace that made him unbearable to withstand… largely because I was plotting against him and whatever he planned to do with all those souls.

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