Chapter: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 6Chapter 6 - Shadowed Assassination Attempts I - Zara My heart pounded like a war drum as I knelt in the front pew with my rosary clutched tight in my fist. The star-blade beads dug into my palm, a sharp reminder of our mission. Father Julian stood at the altar, his voice booming through the prayers, that smug pious mask hiding the monster underneath. He'd defiled shrines, raped innocents—our queen's visions showed it all. Tonight, he'd drink death from his own chalice. I slipped back during the elevation, my habit whispering against the stone floor. No one noticed; the sisters droned their responses, eyes down. The sacristy door creaked soft behind me. There it was—the chalice, gleaming silver on the side table, wine already poured deep red like blood. My fingers trembled as I uncorked the tiny vial from my sleeve. Star-poison, distilled from comet tails, burned my nostrils even sealed. One drop, and his insides would melt, cosmic fire eating him from within. "For the queen," I br
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Chapter: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 5Chapter 5 - Tempting New Recruits The first light of dawn crept through the stained-glass windows of the chapel, painting the altar in bloody reds and sinful golds. I stood there in my vestments, the heavy cross dangling against my chest like a mocking trophy. Mass was about to start, and the sisters were shuffling in, their habits rustling like dry leaves. But my mind wasn't on prayers. No, it was on Elena—sweet, broken Elena. I'd slipped those pills into her tea last nights, watched her eyes glaze over, then dragged her to my quarters. Stripped her bare, spread those pale thighs, and rammed my cock into her tight virgin pussy. She woke up sore, crying, and I just laughed. "See, Sister? I told you you'd love God's gift." Her sobs still echoed in my head, fueling the ache in my balls. But today? Today felt different. Something hung in the air, thick like smoke from hell. The doors creaked open wider, and in walked Mother Agnes, her face pinched as always. Flanking her were two new f
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Chapter: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 4Chapter 4 - Celestial Assassins Descend The full moon hung low over the jagged hills, bathing the world in cold silver light. High above, a shimmer cut through the stars—like a tear in the sky itself. Inside the craft, Zara gripped the controls, her glowing skin pulsing with faint blue veins. Her sister-warrior, Lira, sat beside her, sharp eyes fixed on the scanner. Their homeworld's cult-planet felt a lifetime away, but the rage burned fresh. Shrines desecrated. Kin violated. The priest would pay. "There," Zara whispered with a rough voice filled with hate. "The convent is below. The cloak’s covering it ." The craft hummed soft, invisible to human eyes, dropping silent as a shadow. It touched earth in a hidden clearing, engines whispering to nothing. The hatch hissed open, cool night air rushing in. Zara stepped out first, her body tall and fierce, massive breasts heaving under the thin alien weave. Lira followed, identical in power—curves that could crush stone, eyes like burnin
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Chapter: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 3Chapter 3 - Sedated Surrender I watched her during evening prayers, my eyes locked on Sister Elena like a wolf eyeing a lamb. The chapel candles flickered, casting long shadows that danced across her pale face. She knelt there with her head bowed, but I could see the exhaustion in her slumped shoulders, the dark circles under those wide, innocent eyes. She'd been avoiding me all day, scurrying away like a scared mouse whenever I got close. But tonight? Tonight was the night. I'd waited long enough. My cock twitched just thinking about it, hard and ready under my robes. This little nun's tight virgin pussy is mine. I've broken her spirit with words; now I'll claim her body. The bells tolled the end of Vespers, and the sisters filed out, murmuring their goodnights. Elena lingered, folding her hands in prayer a moment longer. Perfect. I stood at the altar, pretending to straighten the linens, my heart pounding with dark excitement. "Sister Elena," I called softly, my voice smooth as si
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Chapter: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 2Chapter 2: The Deaf Ears of Authority I woke each morning with Father Julian's words clawing at my mind—those filthy promises that made my stomach churn. The convent's stone walls, once a comfort, now felt cold and closing in. I was Sister Elena, still, but inside, something fragile had cracked. At twenty-two, my faith was my anchor, yet doubt crept in like fog from the hills. Lauds came early, the chapel dim with candlelight. We knelt in rows, habits blending into shadows. Sister Clara knelt beside me, her presence a small warmth. Her hand brushed mine during the responses, a silent question. I squeezed back, whispering after the final amen, "Clara, it's worse. He won't stop." Her eyes widened, brown and worried. "Tell Mother Agnes today again." "But we did that previously." She shook her head. "This time don't be scared. Tell her confidently." I nodded. We had breakfast in the refectory which consists of thin oatmeal and weak tea. Sisters murmured about the weather, the gard
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Chapter: Story 21: Defiled Altars: Priest's Cosmic Nun Ravishment Part 1Chapter 1: The Predator’s Whisper Elena The bell tolled at dawn, pulling me from a restless sleep. I am Sister Elena, the youngest in our quiet convent nestled on the misty hills outside the city. At twenty-two, I had given my life to God just two years ago, drawn by the peace of these stone walls and the soft chants that filled our days. My habit felt like a shield, heavy wool scratching my skin as I rose from my narrow cot. The other sisters stirred in the dormitory, their whispers like gentle waves. Sister Maria, the eldest at sixty, smiled at me through the dim light filtering through the narrow window. “Good morning, little one,” she said, her voice warm as fresh bread. “Did you sleep well?” “Yes, Sister,” I lied, folding my blanket neatly. Truth was, dreams haunted me lately—dark shadows that left me uneasy. But I pushed them away. Today was my turn in the sacristy, preparing the vestments for Father Julian’s morning Mass. He was our priest, newly assigned three months ago,
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Chapter: 83. Romantic Kiss Under the SnowMy heart was already exhausted from the ridiculous jogging torture Lysander had forced me through earlier, yet somehow it began beating even faster. I didn’t even understand how that was possible. It was as if the poor thing had decided to abandon all logic and simply sprint toward its own destruction. Before I even realized what he was doing, Lysander suddenly moved. One second I was standing there, still catching my breath from running, and the next I felt a sudden sting at my wrist as his hand caught it. Everything happened far too quickly. His shadow fell over me. His other hand rose to my face. Then his lips were on mine. Warm. Firm. Brief. So brief that by the time my brain understood what had happened, it was already over. The kiss lasted barely a moment but it was enough for my head to be filled with torrents of memories rushing back in. The way I’d felt that night. My hot flushed body. Gosh, Zerina. Get a hold of yourself. These memories left my entire world spinning.M
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Chapter: 82. Exercising?Zerina’s Point Of View When I woke up, the sky outside was still dim and grey. For a moment I simply blinked up at the ceiling, trying to understand where I was and why my body felt so warm and comfortable. Then my memory slowly returned. Right… I had been reading while waiting for Lysander. My eyes widened. Wait. WAIT. “Oh my God…” I gasped and shot upright in bed. “Did I seriously fall asleep?!” Panic flooded my system instantly. I whipped my head around the room, searching for any sign of him. There was nothing. No tall, dark, terrifyingly handsome man leaning against the wall. No dangerous presence sitting by the bed. He wasn’t here. “Was he downstairs the whole time?” I muttered nervously. Or had he come in… seen me sleeping… and just left? My stomach twisted. What time was it?! I scrambled across the bed, nearly face-planting on the mattress as I grabbed my phone from the bedside table. The moment I saw the time, my eyes almost popped out of my head. Morning. I
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Chapter: 81. An Unripe Little FruitAuthor’s Point of ViewZero a did not quite know what emotion she was supposed to feel after hearing his explanation. “A-an unripe fruit? Excuse me? Who does he think he—” “Shh… Go upstairs now.”The warmth that had briefly shimmered in his gaze faded, replaced by a cold, shadowed chill that settled over him like dusk swallowing light. Zerina understood in that instant that she should not push him any further. Still, she could not help the agitation rising within her. Being likened to a fruit was one thing—but an unripe fruit? That comparison bruised her pride. She puffed out her cheeks in protest and lifted her foot as if to stomp, but before doing so, she shot him a glare meant to convey her displeasure at being compared to an inanimate object. Fortunately for her, she was already halfway up the stairs—yes, she deliberately chose the staircase instead of the elevator mostly because she didn’t want to be reminded of her trauma and also, so she could imagine stepping on his fa
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Chapter: 79. Little FruitLysander set Zerina down gently at the foot of the ladder. He turned toward her afterward and said, “I’ll climb down first. Make sure you grip the ladder properly so the wind doesn’t sweep you away again.” His voice almost carried a trace of concern, yet a sly, dangerous smile curved his lips as he spoke those words. He descended swiftly, and the instant his shoes touched the solid ground below, he tilted his head upward and gestured for her to come down. Zerina swallowed nervously. It had been simple when she climbed up earlier, but now that she was looking down from that height, fear crept into her chest. Fortunately, seeing Lysander waiting beneath her steadied her racing heart. She placed her foot on the first rung, and Lysander immediately noticed the faint tremor in her legs. His posture stiffened as he became alert. This girl was truly unbelievable. How could she speak so boldly and act so fearless, yet tremble over something like this? As Zerina carefully made her way d
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Chapter: 79. Naughty Things?Author’s Point Of ViewZerina stared at him as though he had suddenly sprouted another head. “Do something thrilling? What could possibly be more thrilling than watching the sky from up here?” she asked, honestly bewildered. To her, this was already more than enough. She couldn’t imagine anything surpassing this moment—climbing onto the rooftop, resting in her boyfriend’s arms, and admiring the soft, fading colors of the evening sky as they slowly dissolved into grey. It felt like a dream fulfilled, the very peak of romance. Yet a doubt crept in. Perhaps for someone like him—someone who had traveled far, who had seen the world in ways she hadn’t—this might not be extraordinary at all. Lysander’s smirk deepened, sharpening at the edges, and something wicked flickered in his eyes. Without warning, he pushed himself up and twisted his body, shifting so that in the next instant he was half draped over her. His gaze gleamed with dark amusement as he looked down at her, trapping her b
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Chapter: 78. This Foolish Little WifeAuthor’s Point Of View Lysander stood there in complete silence, staring at Zerina as though she had just spoken in a language he did not understand. For a long moment, he truly did not move. He had implied enough. Any other woman would have caught on immediately. Any other woman would have smirked, teased, pushed the tension further. But not Zerina. This little wife had simply declared that she would “work hard” without even knowing what he meant. This foolish little wife… A muscle ticked in his jaw. She had already forgotten the very first warning he had ever given her — to think before she spoke. To understand the weight of her own words. Yet here she was, offering herself into an agreement she barely comprehended. And the worst part? She looked so serious about it. He exhaled slowly through his nose. He only hoped she would not back out of their arrangement later. Because if she did… if she tried to run from something she had willingly stepped into… His gaze d
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Heir Of Angels: Stalking Vaelora Book 1
We all think monsters are just stories. I thought so too.
My life in New York was normal. Art, school, my mom, my fiancé —everything made sense.
Until my twenty-first birthday, that fortunate morning, I woke up to see symbols carved into my walls, drawn by my own hands while I sleep. Symbols I still don’t understand.. but somehow feel.
I start to see flashes of a ginger hair in a crowd, a shadow lurking outside my window, a presence that never leaves. I told myself I was imagining it.
Until the night i followed that feeling into a club.. and watched my stalker stab, behead and murder something that looks human but isn’t.
Now my mother is gone. My world starts to fall apart. Creatures I can’t explain start hunting me. And my stalker with beautiful, amber eyes—the one who carries a blade like it’s part of him—becomes my morally grey hero.
Vaelora Clarke’s life shatters the moment she discovers the Shadow World— a hidden society of demon hunters, vampires, werewolves and creatures that should only have existed in imaginations.
Thrown into a dangerous reality she was meant never to remember, Vaelora must uncover the truth about her past, her missing mother, and the mysterious power awakening inside her.
At the center of it all is Zane Mystralyn. He’s lethal, possessive and obsessed with keeping her safe. He was raised as a ruthless demon hunter, he was taught to hunt, to kill, to feel nothing. But Vaelora, his little red, was the one thing he was never trained to resist.
As dark forces close in and an ancient artifact becomes the key to everything, Vaelora has to embrace the truth about her past and above all, the blood that runs through her veins.
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Chapter: 10. A BAD SHITTY DAUGHTER!Vaelora POVI shook my head. “That’s what all this is all about? We’re going on a vacation?” I sank back against the cushion. “I don’t get the reason for the big announcement.” “You need to understand that… I meant we are all going on a vacation. Together. You, me, and Ric. Just like old times.” “What?” I propped my back up from the cushion so fast that Mum winced, looking worried. I glanced at Alaric, but he had his arms crossed over his chest and was staring at the wall, gnashing his teeth. I wondered what was upsetting him and at the same time, I was so mad at them springing this up on me that I didn’t care about his mood swings. I get it that they love the farmhouse and I do too, but that doesn’t give them the right to just wake up one morning and blow this on my face. Breathing in and out, I said calmly, “For how long?” “The rest of summer,” Mum said. “The rest of summer?” My eyes flared. “Yes, Vaelora.” Mum gestured to the cartons. “The empty boxes here are for you just in
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Chapter: 9. Mother’s InquiryVaelora’s POV Hastily, I threw myself down on the couch and tried to look as if I was immersed in one of the novels that I’d left stacked on the end table. My mother recognized reading as a sacred pastime and usually wouldn’t interrupt me in the middle of a book, even to yell at me. The door opened with a loud thump. It was Alaric, his arms full of what looked like big cartons. He set them down, straightening up, his eyes meeting mine. A smile on his face. “Hello, Unc—hello, Alaric,” I greeted. He’d warned me about calling him Uncle Alaric about a year ago, which is hilarious because he claimed that it made him feel old. Besides, he had reminded me that he wasn’t my uncle, just a close friend of my mum who’d known her all her life. Sometimes, I wish they were dating or getting married soon. But I know how Mum gets. She prioritizes my own well-being and life more than anything. She thinks that by friend-zoning Alaric, it makes her pay much more attention to me, which is true
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Chapter: 8. Strange Symbols On My WallsVaelora POV The fair king set aside his black sword, his sable cloak flowing behind him. His ginger locks covered his eyes, his handsome face cold with the rage of the fighting and war surrounding him, and “And his legs look like toothpicks,” I muttered to myself. I’m just opening my eyes for the first time this morning, and the first thing I see is this drawing. The morning sunlight bashed into my eyes from the open window, and I had to squint and groan at yet another day of a boring life. I sighed. Disengaging my eyes from the sun in all its glory, I met the drawing again. Something didn’t add up. I took the paper in my hand and stared with wide eyes at the image in the drawing. I couldn’t have drawn him, right? Shit, it wasn’t enough that I constantly drew symbols I knew nothing about, and now I started to draw my stalker, outlining every bit of him to near perfection. With yet another sigh, I tore the sheet from my sketch pad, crumpled it up, and tossed it against the
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Chapter: 7. UnbelievableVaelora POV “This is unbelievable, Vee,” Andrew said stubbornly to me. We were out of the club now, standing at the curb, waiting for the driver to bring the car over here. Street cleaners had come down while we were at the club, and the street gleamed black with oily water. I wasn’t supposed to notice this, but I had to do anything to take my mind off the horrific things I saw tonight. I tried to calm my breath down so I wouldn’t look shaken. “I’m aware,” I concurred. “You’d think Mark would’ve brought the car over here before now… or at most, he was supposed to be near with the car parked and him waiting.” “I wasn’t talking about Mark,” Andrew refuted. “You—I don’t believe what you said back there. It’s unbelievable that those guys with the knives just… just vanished.” “Maybe I was mistaken and there were no guys with knives, Andrew. It was probably all in my imagination.” “There’s no way, babe. No way.” He brought his phone out of his pocket, dialing Mark’s number, I gues
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Chapter: 6. Bloody Stupid MundaneVaelora's POV I held my hand over my mouth, trying not to make another noticeable sound. I needed to get out of here. Oh God! Scrambling to my feet, I kicked free of the electrical cables. Slowly, I began to back away, glad that none of them paid attention to me. Nyxen had reached Zane and was holding his arm, pulling at the sleeve, probably trying to get a good look at the wound. I turned to run and found my way blocked by Zane. I snapped my head to where I’d seen him standing, only to see Nyxen alone, glaring at me. I snapped my head again to my stalker. How did he manage to get in front of me that fast? What is he? My gaze swept past Zane and landed on the door. My escape. I pushed him aside and scrambled to the door, only to find my way blocked again, but this time by Xyrelle, whip in hand. The silver length of it was stained with dark fluid. She flicked it towards me, and my eyes widened when the end wrapped itself around my wrist and jerked tight. I gasped with pain and su
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Chapter: 5. Screams Of HorrorVAELORA He drove the blade aiming for the bound boy's heart. It was halfway there, blood sipping out from the chest chamber and out of his mouth. He didn't take his eyes off Zane. I could take no more. I stepped out from the pillar without thinking twice. "Stop!" I cried. "You... stop that right now!" My tiny voice was so high, furled with fear, anger and other mixed feelings I don’t know how to describe. "You can't do that to him." Zane turned around nonchalantly and his eyes met mine. I was almost swept off my feet by how piercing and out-worldly they looked. "I was wondering when you were going to come out from your hiding place." Zane said, not looking startled or astonished. His expression was far different from the identical expressions Xyrelle and Nyxen wore. The blue haired boy hung in his bounds, coughing out blood. "You knew she was here?" demanded Nyxen, looking from me to Zane and then to Xyrelle as if he was asking if she knew too. The girl looked just as a
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Chapter: Cold In the Conference Room“Pardon?” Seraphina asked, trying to hide the unease in her tone. She tried her best not to let her heart race. She knew how well werewolves’ hearing was heightened. Kael picked up a file that had her photo on the front page. “Last I checked, in your CV, you didn’t mention you have partial hearing, did you?” What an ass. Seraphina tried not to grind her teeth. “No, sir… I didn’t.” She bowed her head. “But why would anyone want you dead?” Kael smirked. “That’s for you to find out too.” He walked to the window, staring out at the buzzing city, his hands in his pockets. “Someone among my board members wants me killed.” “Your board members, sir?” The man turned sharply. “You must really be deaf.” Seraphina inhaled and exhaled, ignoring his remark. Thank goodness it was about his board members. For a second, she thought their cover had been blown. “We have a meeting in about two hours. I will tell Mr. David to give you a list of the board members,” he continued. “You have until the
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Chapter: What Is This Arrogant Jerk Up To?Seraphina forces herself to listen attentively to her new boss as he continues the meeting going on and on listing expectations, rules, and everything he will not tolerate in his company. By the time he is done, sure, he'd instilled fear, respect and stiff obedience in everyone. Well, Seraphina excluded. She will never fear him. And respect? That's pushing it. He makes it clear that incompetence will not be tolerated, no matter who the person is. That he will fire anyone without hesitation. His gaze suddenly snaps sharply to her. "My office now!" He ordered, walking out of the conference room without sparing her another glance. Seraphina blinks, stunned, before glancing around the room. The other employees stare at her with pity, as if she's being marched toward an execution. She turns to Amara only her stare isn't that of pity but that of determination. What a jerk, Amara's eyes read. Seraphina had the greatest urge to smirk. At least she isn't the only one that shares that t
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Chapter: PLAYING HER ROLE"I didn't.." Seraphina is about to say something but Andrew beats her to it. He drops forcefully to his knees so hard it makes a dull thud against the polished floor. His eyes get wet instantly. "Sir, it wasn't like that. I .. I..." "Get him out of here!" Kael booms. "He's a disgusting sight." Seraphina blinks, stunned at the turn of events. For a heartbeat, she's certain she's the one about to be fired. Her heart sinks straight into her stomach. She almost smirks at Andrew's pathetic display but quickly replaces it with a trembling, innocent look instead. "Take him out!" Kael said coldly, not even glancing at Andrew again. "No, sir. Please, Mr. CEO!" Andrew wails as guards grab him. "How will I pay my bills now? How will I.. I'm so sorry. I have children to feed! School fees! Feeding money! Please!" The guards were starting to drag him away, his shoes squeaking against the floor. And for reasons Seraphina doesn't want to admit—even to herself, her heart tightens. She fee
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Chapter: YOU'RE FIRED!! Seraphina sighs, feeling exhausted after the meeting at the hall. She drops into the chair in her office, ready to melt into it. Her bones hurt, her brain is fried, and her face still twitches from the stress of that meeting at the hall. And then... the landline rings. "For crying out loud, can't I get even a minute's rest?" She grabs the receiver anyway. "Yes, Seraphina speaking." "Miss Seraphina," Mr. David's voice says, sounding unusually frantic. "I have just been informed that the CEO wants to meet every newly recruited employee in the conference room personally." Of course, he does. What a pain in the actual ass. What did he just do in the hall then? Stretch his legs? Admire the ceiling? Practice his brooding? A hundred questions rolls in her head and she wanted to ask them all, instead all she says is, "Okay, Mr. David, I will be there in a jiffy, sir." Well, that's new. She has done a tangible amount of research on this company and she knows for a fact that the CEO d
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Chapter: WE KEEP OUR SENSES HIGH AND OUR EYES OPEN "We've gathered that the man who runs the organization, The Order, has travelled outside the country for a mission as he says. You're expected to follow him everywhere without his knowledge.. and inform me on everything."His tone is firm, steady, leaving no room for questions. But of course.. Lucien opens his mouth. The gamma's face scrunches up dramatically as he leans forward. "Why does Roran get the cool role while I'm stuck being thought of as a man whore?" Roran sighs quietly. Florence bites her lips, trying not to laugh. And kael.. Kael simply ignores Lucien like he's swatting away an annoying insect. Lucien huffs loudly but Kael moves on without blinking. He breaks down the rest of the plan in detail. They were all seated, listening as the Supreme Alpha spoke. His golden eyes remain blank but under that cold exterior, his mind never stops weaving strategies. Once he finishes, everyone finally nods in agreement.Florence straightens up, folding her hands neatly on her lap.
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Chapter: Assassinate?? Who?? Me?? Just as Kael was leaving the hall, his cell phone rings. It is Lucien. He picks the call up. "Lucien," he says. "I'm done here. If it's not urgent then we will talk there." "Ummm.. Kael, someone wants to meet you. She says she is from the Red Moon pack." Lucien says. Kael's steps halt mid-way and his bodyguard's too. "What is she doing here? " "Oh, you know her?" "Yes! " Kael answers, his voice clipped as he looks around with guarded eyes. "Well, she's not in the office. She is in a nearby café in a private booth alone. She said your number wasn't going through so she contacted me. " Kael nods. "Let her remain there and make sure no one.. I mean no one spotted her. You and Roran should be there too. " "Why..." Kael cuts the call when Lucien was still speaking. After about fifteen to twenty minutes, Kael arrives at the meeting place to see Roran and Lucien already there. Before coming here, Kael got rid of the bodyguards that were behind him, telling them not
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