Chapter 41 Dark Secrets Revealed

• ‎Elara stood by the grand window of their estate, fingers tapping rhythmically against the glass pane. The storm clouds that brewed outside mirrored the turbulence in her mind. Michael paced behind her, his movements sharp and agitated. Mordred’s words hung heavy in the air, tainting their earlier confidence.
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• ‎“We need all four of them in the same place, but my informants tell me that my nephew refuses to let his mates return,” Michael hissed, his fists clenching with each word.