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The First Flicker, Crowned in Devotion

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‎A few moments later...

‎Outside Kane’s Office

‎Lucien rubbed his temple. “He hasn’t slept more than two hours a day. If we don’t find a way to get him to rest—or to sit with her—he’s going to snap.”

‎Matteo nodded grimly. “Or worse. Go back to blood. A rampage.”

‎They reached the door and were about to knock when it slammed open.

‎Kane stormed out, wild-eyed, shirt half-buttoned, water bottle slipping from his hand and thudding to the floor.

‎Lucien and Matteo were stunned.

‎“Kane!” Matteo c
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