Chapter Twelve
LUCIEN'S POV
The empty warehouse that had the seer’s sanctum smelled like death and crispy sage leaves. I prowled among the wreckage with feline grace; golden eyes searching every corner as Dorian meticulously surveyed the chaotic space. The old woman’s blood was just starting to clot on the floor,...
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Chapters
1. Chapter One
2. Chapter Two
3. Chapter Three
4. Chapter Four
5. Chapter Five
6. Chapter Six
7. Chapter Seven
8. Chapter Eight
9. Chapter Nine
10. Chapter Ten
11. Chapter Eleven
12. Chapter Twelve
13. Thirteen
14. Fourteen
15. Fifteen
16. Sixteen
17. Seventeen
18. Eighteen
19. Nineteen
20. Twenty
21. Twenty One
22. Twenty Two
23. Twenty Three
24. Twenty Four
25. Twenty Five
26. Twenty Six
27. Twenty Seven
28. Twenty Eight
29. Twenty Nine
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