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Chapter Thirty Three

Author: ANE M
last update publish date: 2026-10-15 20:16:00

Spencer's POV

The crimson velvet curtain pulled back slightly, letting the bleak, moonlit shadow of the northern valley wash over my high-backed throne of carved black obsidian.

I sat alone in the silent darkness of the grand terrace chamber, staring out through the floor-to-ceiling glass archways at the estate below. At night, the Ash Pack territory looked like a dark, sprawling sea of silver and jet,sharp stone spires, reinforced timber barricades and cobblestone courtyards lit by the flicker
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