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Chapter 76: The Cold Threshold
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2026-07-26 20:30:10Elowen's POV
The screen went dark, but nothing about what I'd just seen made any more sense in the dark than it had in the light.
Before six, Killian stood in the foyer and told me Kateryna was nobody. Ten minutes later, Marcus told me an emergency had pulled him out of the house. At six twelve, a photo showed up on my phone of the two of them sitting together at The Grill.
I stayed in the chair next to Leo until
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