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.

felt sorry for the guests, judging

its well defended," he replied to the marquis who

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

man masked his unease with a forced

obvious that Elliot was warning him about the slice of the pie he had taken from Duke

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

about to call

in, which is why I

an hour." Elliot squeezed my hand, his brow

to eat me

partright now, I'm the most powerful

me?" I told him with a

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