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... d citadel laced with wards and dimensional anchors, the council of New York’s supernatural leaders sat in grim silence. The lights were dim, glowing with soft ember hues. Between stone columns and arcane scripts etched across the floor, tension simmered like pressure under glass.
The round table stood at the center of the hall, surrounded by twelve seats, but only eight were filled today.
A girl had died last night. One of their own. And she wasn’t the first.
A vampire tu ...
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