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... window fresh and bright, still wet enough to gleam under the lanterns. The guard lay in a heap near the dresser, his throat torn open. His claws were still half-shifted, fingers frozen in a death grip around the dagger he’d never had time to use.
Magnolia stepped inside slowly, eyes scanning every inch of the room. freeweɓnøvel.com
Camille was gone.
The bed was unmade, blankets thrown to the floor, one of the drapes sliced clean through like someone had bolted through it ...
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