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Cold Fire

As she caught up to him, he was waiting.

Kael was waiting.

Of course he was.

He leaned against a crooked tree just beyond the ridge, arms crossed, hood down, expression unreadable—like he’d never doubted she would come.

“You took your time,” he said.

Seraphine gave him a cold glare. “Had to wre...