Marked by the Shadow Prince

ly slept

er over and over. The pain. The stranger's glowing si

asn't real. Maybe she had imagined it. Maybe the

she saw

k burned into flesh. It wasn't a bruise, wasn't

ced the strange design. It pulsed-f

er chest. What wa

she grabbed her phone and

ird happened last

ponded i

ird how?

e at the café. I'

to cover the mark an

she stepped out

, standing in the

ng. Wa

ci

ep inside her pu

shivered agai

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