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What Cole Found

Author: Timon
last update publish date: 2026-05-20 02:15:13
Cole’s POV

It took me six hours.

Which meant it was not hidden. Not properly. Hidden things took longer. This had been sitting in a place someone thought was obscure enough and had not accounted for the fact that obscure was not the same as invisible once you knew what you were looking for.

I found Damien in the east wing at nine that evening.

He looked at me.

I sat down.

Calder Vane, I said. Elder council, northern pack, been in that position for thirty one years. Before that he was the p
Timon

PETRA HANE. She voted against. She submitted a dissent. There is someone inside that northern pack who did not want this and Damien said tell Selene that first before anything else and that is who he is now and I cannot handle it. Also Cole said nobody ever knows until it is already built and that is the whole thesis of this book in one sentence. The file is ready. The meeting is coming. Calder Vane is about to walk into a room with a woman who knows about his Brennan connection and thinks she has the advantage. Tell me in the comments what you think she is building in that library tonight. Like comment and share. Chapter 81 is coming and the meeting is happening.

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