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Chapter 51

Author: Eliana Rose
last update publish date: 2026-09-15 01:32:28

The archives didn't exist.

That's what Brian had told me. What Rowan had confirmed. What everyone in the compound accepted as simple fact—the records before 1624 had been destroyed, burned, lost to time and violence.

But Halloway had called Brian by a name from before 1624.

Which meant the records existed somewhere.

I spent the first hour in the library, searching through volumes that had already been searched. The leather-bound histories. The genealogies. The careful documentation of pack line
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