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Chapter 284 :You've Got Mail

Auteur: Fuyingwen
last update Date de publication: 2026-02-01 20:13:19

Jack had been in bad situations before.

He'd fought an ancient consciousness that lived in the space between dimensions. He'd survived the destruction of a supernatural council that had ruled for millennia. He'd sailed across the Atlantic on a boat made of frozen nothing while leading an army of werewolves.

But there was something particularly frustrating about being caught in a trap that he'd known was a trap and had walked into anyway.

"The invitation," he said, keeping his v
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