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Chapter 40 : The Bond

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Dorian POV

The stench of blood was thick here. Metallic, sharp. It coated the walls, the floor, the very air.

The corridor narrowed as I moved forward, deeper into the bowels of the rogues' hideout. The lamps flickered low on the damp stone, casting elongated shadows that danced like wraiths along the walls%.

I passed open cells - some empty, others not. Bones piled in corners. The stink of rot and forgotten screams. Shredded clothing. Shackles rusted with dried blood. One had claw marks so deep they’d scored into stone.

Kael’s voice curled in my mind like smoke. “Too late. For them.”

But not for her.

She was close. I could feel her - like a spark in the dark, a constant tug beneath my ribs. My bond with her was no longer a whisper. It was a scream.

Then I saw it - the cell at the far end. The door hung half open. Blood smeared across the handle in streaks - fresh, still glistening.

I moved in slow, the way a predator stalks the edge of a kill.

Inside, the room was low and narrow. The
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