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CHAPTER 25: BEFORE MORNING

Author: Devip
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 13:56:49

Kael's POV

The territory went on lockdown at ten in the evening.

Not visibly. That was the balance I needed to strike. Enough security to ensure she could not bring anything significant through the walls without triggering a response. Not so much visible activity that the watchers she had posted outside would read it as preparation and warn her off.

I had been running territories for three years. I knew what a lockdown looked like to people watching from outside. I designed this one to look lik
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