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Chapter 109: Before the Taking

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ANWEN'S POV

The Scions in the hall erupted into cheers.

Excitement swept through the atrium as though someone had just announced a grand victory. Maybe, for them, it was. After all, this was the highlight of the evening—the moment everyone had been waiting for.

For me, and for all the breeders in this hall, it was the moment we had been trying not to imagine.

Whatever haze the wine had left in me vanished instantly.

This was it.

I thought I had prepared myself enough for this. I thought I had a
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