Chapter 151: An Uncanny Encounter Part 3

Zoya's P.O.V

It was as if the blade itself had become a portal to the sinister realm of the voices.

“The child…”

“Let us taste your sweet blood…”

“Zoya…”

“Zoya...”

Terror gripped me, every fiber of my being screaming to escape, to break free from the invisible shackles.

The voices seemed to s...

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