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Chapter 161 - The Council

Penulis: Pixie Snow
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Morning arrived wearing a lie.

Sunlight poured through the tall windows like everything was normal. Like the world hadn’t tilted on its axis sometime between poison and survival, between water and fire, between what Cameron was willing to become and what others would try to stop him from being.

The mansion was awake in that restrained, watchful way it got before something went wrong.

I noticed the details now. The extra guards along the eastern corridor. The servants moving faster, quieter. The
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