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But, luckily she had found a library on her tour of the mansion and that place quickly became her second room. She loves history, the mystery of her being had always fascinated her in some cases (when she wasn't bloodthirsty), she would always visit the library and read books about hybrids. Though they were tattered and worn out, because of many years of not been in use, she would always patch them up as much as she could. Werewolves really had the mentality that hybrids didn't exist anymore. “I think it's becoming an habit of yours to space out a lot during a conversation. A penny for your thoughts?” Callan asked, eyeing her curiously. Cameron just stared at her with a blank expression.

They weren't thoughts, it was like I was present when they took place. Like Zarek, Fenrik was not in his chambers. I dropped the food tray on his table. “These are visions,” Astari said to me. “Visions?” I replied to her. “Of what?” “I'm not certain,” she said. “I think he dies.” “Who dies Astari?” I questioned her. “Lord Korran,” she replied. “Girl, I think we are having a bad day,” I responded. “There’s no one powerful enough to kill the Lycans.”

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