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Chapter Ten: Moonlight, Meteors, and Half-Truths

Freya pushed open the front door, the faint scent of herbs lingering in the air. Axir was waiting, posture rigid, as though he’d been pacing.

“You’re late,” he said—not accusing, just clipped.

She slipped her scarf from her neck. “Work. Where else would I be?”

For a moment his eyes searched hers,...