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Chapter 99 - Open Doors
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2026-10-18 02:30:27Alpha Dexter's POV
The report reaches me before sunset. It’s a folded sheet of paper with three sentences. Enough to change how I deal with my son.Alpha Dexter's POV
I stand behind my desk, staring at the messenger who delivered it, while the fire crackles quietly behind me. A letter with the Silvermist seal lies unopened at my elbow. I glance at it, then push it aside.
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