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The Old Families

Author: Jules
last update publish date: 2026-06-24 22:56:51
‎Lyra's Pov

‎The old families have been waiting above the conspiracy we dismantled, and now they are done waiting.

‎The Continental Council chamber was packed and tense the moment we walked in. Alphas and Lunas from every major territory filled the rows of seats, more faces than I had ever seen gathered in one room at once. No one had answers yet, and you could feel that uncertainty sitting heavy over the whole chamber. Reports kept coming in even as the session opened, aides moving up t
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