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Chapter 142

CIARA’S POV

If anyone knew where I could find Dylan, it would be George. New packs usually kept in contact with their old healers. I made my way to George’s for what felt like the millionth time since I got back.

I had been trying to convince him to talk to the witches on Carter’s behalf but he insisted that he did and they would not listen. A part of me didn’t believe him.

It was no secret that he didn’t like Carter. In my head I could picture him dancing over Carter’s withering frame. I walked up to the door and knocked.

“Come in.” I heard from inside. I walked in, George was sitting on one of those old people chairs that had a recline and everything. He had a book in his hand that he seemed really into.

“Hello Ciara. How are you today?” He asked.

“I’m good George, what are you reading?”

“Just a book on herbology. I’ve been meaning to get to it.” He explained.

“Anything in there that can help Carter?” I asked.

He gave me a look that said he was tired of that question. I put up b
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