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Chapter 10

Maverick Peterson POV

Inclining my head in greeting to the knights guarding the entrance to my father's study, I stepped inside to see papers stacked high on the table. At first glance, it would be easy to assume my father was absent, but it was simply the papers blocking him from view.

"Father, has there been any luck regarding the matter we spoke of?" I asked as I bowed slightly despite knowing he wouldn't see it.

"I'm afraid not," he sighed. "No one seems to know what it is we're dealing with. There's a possibility that it might be the work of someone with angel blood."

Considering our options, I could see why my father and his contacts would make that assumption. Werewolves couldn't use magic, and if no one with demon blood could identify the magic used, that only left the angels.

This, unfortunately, meant we had reached a dead end.

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