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CHAPTER 23 - RACE TO THE ESTATE
Author: Suga
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Kael's POV

I was running before the call ended.

The street blurred around me as my feet hit wet pavement, the mist parted and closed behind me and my shoulder screamed with every arm pump but none of that registered as something worth slowing for. The only thing that registered was the estate, my mother, Selena and the Serpents with explosives moving through the city toward both of them.

Raven matched my pace immediately without a word and Marcus fell behind within half a block. I heard him cal
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