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... oft. Clear. Neither warm nor cold—merely present, like it had always been there, waiting for the silence to end.
Theron’s chest tightened.
That name—his name—spoken aloud by the very man he was meant to hunt, the man cloaked in myth and rumor.
His breath hitched. His tongue faltered.
But before he could form a word, Cedric spoke again.
"You’ve been tailing me for quite a while now."
A pause.
"You must have something ...
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