Chapter 47. Chaos, denial—acceptance

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TAHLIA~ Perhaps his eyes had caused it. Stirring within me an odd, familiar feeling. My body stood still, as if in a trance. Cold, icy, no, it was rather none. A sensation against my neck, unique and strange, a blend of pain and something beyond the range. Like a canine's bite, it met my skin upon my birthmark. As it burrowed into my flesh, a fleeting moment's spin, I was drawn into a memory, deep within. My body weakened, and just as I sensed my consciousness slipping away, I felt Archibald's embrace strong and warm—stirring memories, my mind in rapid swarm. Then, it slowed just as I felt the canines pulled from my neck, a gentle release. Archibald's face came to view as the form withdrew. His glorious form, so close to mine. I eyed his face, red eyes gleaming. My back against the

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