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58: Not yet, maybe never

Author: Sam Gritli
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Claudine tossed aside her covers, sleep evading her. She decided to take a midnight stroll through the mansion. Soft moonlight filtered through the grand windows, casting an ethereal glow. The marble floors gleamed like polished silver, reflecting the flickering candelabras.As she wandered, Claudine's gaze drifted to the intricate frescoes adorning the ceiling. Mythical creatures danced amidst lush greenery, their colors vivid despite the dim light. She strolled past the sweeping staircase, its curved railings polished to a warm sheen.Portraits of ancient pack leaders lined the walls, their eyes seeming to follow her. Claudine paused before a particularly striking painting: Denzel's ancestor, the first alpha. The artist had captured the alpha's fierce determination.She continued through the gallery, her footsteps echoing off the walls. Tall vases filled with fresh flowers – lavender and roses – scented the air. Claudine breathed deeply, the fragrance calming her.The mansion's architec
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