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Chapter 34: Elias’s Return & the God Gambit
Author: Liana Monroe
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Chapter 34: Elias’s Return & the God Gambit

The glass coffin hissed open.

Elias Trenton Sr. sat up, stretched like he’d just woken from a particularly nice nap, and stepped out onto the stone floor. He brushed a speck of dust off his 80-year-old suit, adjusted his tie, and looked around the room at his descendants — at Cole, at Eli, at Margaret, at Lyra, at the pack, all of them frozen, weapons raised, too shocked to move.

His eyes landed on Cole, and his smile got wider. Warm. Proud. Fam
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