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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-FORTY-NINE

Dane

I stepped quietly, without anything else to say, from the corpse of that councilman–the withered blue flesh spread grotesquely on the gray stone floor, the half-Lycan claws curled inward, frozen in agony. Poison and fear thickly hung in the air while torchlight cast jagged shadows across th...