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Chapter 78
Trapped beneath the heights sea of the ceiling in the Discipline Cellar, I stared wildly, as it bulged above Siobhanny’s head, then birthed a gilded angel whose
wings beat with furious magic.
Holy hell, it was Mischief in truly godly form who hovered above Siobhanny. I realized that I’d never seen him acting the archduke before and sparking with righteous rage.
It was scorching-hot.
Yet why had he held back when we’d been fighting? And how much was it costing him to rescue us now? Unless, you know, he had more of a plan than to fright Siobhanny into letting us go?
My jerremy wrenched at the shackles around King, battling against the dark magic that bound him and hissing at its sting. King twisted in his chains to dodge the dripping heights, when Jeremy and Moon snatched up paddles to hold over his shoulders and protect him.
Yep, I didn’t miss the irony of the
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