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CHAPTER 10: THE PRICE OF AN HOUR

Author: Inkbyjane
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ELENA’S POV

The private embassy of the Northern Shadow Coalition sat at the highest edge of the Citadel. It was cold, stone-carved, and completely isolated from the suffocating gold and marble of the southern packs.

I stood by the arched window, watching the distant mountain peaks disappear into a heavy sheet of midnight fog. The silver signet ring on my finger pulsed with a slow, soothing rhythm. The void inside my chest remained locked and perfectly still, completely untroubled by my encoun
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