Chapter 817

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CRIME IN THE GARDEN KATHERINE I looked around the enormous palace, feeling a little tense.

Despite the luxury and the meticulous attention from the maids and footmen, even though I told Elliot I would accompany him, I was afraid.

Because this was the epicenter of hatred toward supernatural beings.

"Your Excellencies, what an honor to meet again," another person approached us in the vast hall, teeming with the elite of this hypocritical society.

Drinking elegantly and murmuring in low voices, we once again began the cycle of flattery, pretending to be courteousor at least Idid.

The truth was, outside the intimacy of our home, Elliot was a dog, off his leash, or rather, a feral wolf.

responses were so curt that I almost felt sorry for the guests, judging by

and can be sure its well defended," he replied to the marquis who had the nerve to ask about

anyone who tries to steal from me," he added before taking a sip of his

his unease with a forced

was warning him about the slice of the pie he had taken from

was now in turmoil, everyone tearing apart the fertile land that once belonged to

about to call the Chamber of

dont allow women in, which is why I didnt want

alone for about an hour." Elliot squeezed my hand, his

one's going to

pretending and playing the partright

would dare offend me?" I told him with a smile, discreetly kissing his

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