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Chapter 62: THE NEWS OF THE HYBRID

Author: DripTouche
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-04 23:47:31

"Spill it, Vendetta," Valen said, his voice low and sharp, eyes narrowing as he leaned against the cold stone wall. His patience had worn thin with her games, and he had no time to humor her theatrics. And Vendetta had always been so capable of taking her time when delivering news, savoring the control she held over the conversation.

Vendetta turned slowly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Always so demanding, aren’t you, Valen?" she purred, pacing in a slow circle around him. She liked to draw things out, relishing the tension. "But you see, good information is like a fine wine. You can’t rush it."

Valen’s jaw clenched. "I'm not in the mood for games today, Vendetta," he growled, his tone full of warning. "Get to the point, or get out."

She stopped in front of him, that sly smile widening across her face. "Very well," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I got word from a very reliable source." Her eyes sparkled with malicious delight as she continued. "It seems that lit
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