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... ine clicked dead.
I lowered my phone slowly, my thoughts spiraling.
A vampire hunter. A rogue. And he smelled like crushed onyx.
That scent was rare, almost mythic. It wasn't just a hunter's mark; it was a sign of an heir—one of the last remaining from the bloodlines that once threatened entire supernatural courts.
I wasn't sure what troubled me more: that a hunter like him had been after me… or that his existence meant the old war between our kind and theirs wasn ...
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