Chapter 132

Third Person's POV

The study reeked of old paper, leather, and the faint iron tang of blood-an aura that seemed to cling to Leander even in his weakened state.

Outside, the storm battered the Shadowscourge estate, each thunderclap vibrating through stone and bone. Valerius barred the doorway with a low growl, keeping the pressing crowd at bay. The intruding Mercer siblings and retainers froze, mus