Chapter 6
Author: Crystal
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Dorian stepped out of the restaurant into the cool night air. The city lights shimmered on the wet pavement, but he barely noticed. His mind was already three steps ahead, calculating his next moves. Alder Mark walked beside him, silent but commanding.

"You handled things well tonight," Alder said softly. Most would be shaken. Not you."

Dorian kept his eyes forward. "It’s not about them. My focus is the mission."

Alder nodded. "Good. But someone is waiting for you outside. Someone you need to meet."

Dorian raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"You’ll see," Alder said. "Her family and mine have known each other for years. She’s sharp and bold. I think you’ll find her interesting."

Dorian’s eyes turned to the street ahead. Curiosity edged in despite himself. "Alright. Let’s meet her."

A sleek black car glided to a stop. The door opened, and out stepped a woman who carried confidence in every step. Selene Cross. Dark eyes that seemed to measure everything fell on Dorian immediately. Her long blonde
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