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. Just looked at me. Studied me,
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d blood vault. Protected by oath and in
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mile. "She's finally s
. No guards. No priestesses. Just us and th
hed into the stone shimmered as we passed. Elias pressed his palm to the altar and muttered a phrase that turned
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coat and sliced a line across his palm. Pressed it to the
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and pulsed like it
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nce, watching. Elias drifted
to the
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at kept the peace between wolf, priestess, and shadowkind. T
to come hunting," I said.
try," Dom
gan to glow.
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le
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s whispered.
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in ash. Wearing armor made of light an
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ward. No sound
rk of the Hollow
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aid. "To witness the ret
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ed itself into ash in my pocket,
re point
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the scroll now glowed beneath my s
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zzed with motion. News
to plan. We did not
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ed forward. "
ou are late. She
"You do not get to claim me. You
"You always did thi
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the estate hissed
e one night. By moonrise tomorrow
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te went silent. Not
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red one word
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