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... nyone—ever— but I was panicking.
The kind of panicking where your brain won’t shut up, your chest feels like it’s caving in, and despite being a centuries-old vampire with more power in my pinky finger than most warlocks have in their whole bodies... I felt useless. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ
"Pick up, pick up, damn it, pick up—"
I jabbed the call button again, pacing in front of the fireplace like a blood-drunk predator. Jacob’s face flickered on the holo screen. Again. No answer. ...
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