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... the table, the heavy thud echoing through his study like a war drum. His blood simmered with fury. No matter how hard he tried to maintain a composed front figure for Ren, the truth seethed beneath his skin, his entire body was burning with rage.
His eyes gleamed with something feral, the anger sharpening them until they looked like those of a predator cornered and provoked.
"Someone tried to kill my wife while I was there," he growled, voice edged in steel. "That couldn’t be Lut ...
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