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The tension in the ruins was suffocating. The man standing before them was no ordinary rogue. His presence commanded authority, and the dark smirk on his lips sent a chill down Amara’s spine.

“Kian,” the rogue said smoothly, tilting his head. “You always were predictable.”

Kian’s golden eyes burne...

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