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... steel blade embedded itself in the wall behind them with a loud, metallic thud.
"Callum?!" Mirabel shrieked, stumbling backward with wide, furious eyes. "Are you trying to kill me with her?!" Her voice trembled with a mixture of terror and disbelief.
Callum...the youngest son of the Ashford family stood there. At twenty-one, he was already a seasoned soldier, trained to wield any weapon with lethal precision. Brash, hot-headed, and notoriously defiant of rules, Callum rarely care ...
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