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Chapter 127: What the Heir Costs

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Ronan’s POV

The archives were not meant to be comforting.

They were carved into stone beneath the oldest wing of the estate — older than Xavier’s reign, older than the alphas’ council as it currently stood. The air down there never warmed, no matter the season. It smelled of dust, iron, and old ink. Of memory preserved not for sentiment — but for warning.

I had avoided them for years.

Not out of fear, but out of restraint.

Some knowledge did not strengthen a leader. It corroded him.

But the Moo
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