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twenty seven

He then turned to Xavier, who was standing beside me and took his hand. “And you must be Xavier.”

Xavier shook his hand firmly. "Welcome to our pack, Mr. Crescent.

I hope your flight was a smooth one.”

“It was.” The side of Olcan’s mouth curved as he spoke. "It was.

And if it wasn’t, this was still a…necessary trip.”

Olcan turned away to stand by the Enchanted’s side, and Xavier narrowed his eyes at him, then her. He glanced over at me before looking

her way once more. “You’re an Enchanted, yes?”

She nodded. “I am–you can see that from my hair. However, not many Enchanteds have white hair, especially young ones.” Her eyes drifted to me as she said that, and this time, I arched a brow in response.

From what I understood, the stronger the Enchanted, the more white in their hair. She could sense the strength of my power when I should be nothing but a fledgling, so that comment was a jab at me. She looked to be in her early thirties, so she was young to have white hair as well.

“Well!” Ol
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