CHAPTER THIRTYKNOX'S POVI sighed quietly as my attention swept across the crowded hall, my senses sharpening with every passing second. My gaze moved from one guest to another, not to admire them, but to memorize the details that mattered... their clothing, accessories, hairstyles, and posture. I had to make sure no one had changed their outfit since entering the gathering.Whenever I attended an occasion like this, Jason always sent me photographs of every important guest beforehand. I studied every outfit carefully before stepping into the hall.Living with this illness had never been easy.I admitted that much.But if I focused on details instead of faces, then I wasn't completely blind.I sensed someone approaching long before he spoke. His footsteps carried an unmistakable arrogance, and even the rhythm of his walking had become familiar over the years.Elder Aiden.“Good evening, Alpha,” he greeted politely.I couldn't see his expression, but I knew very well that he wasn't pl
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