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After Madame Céleste disappeared into the night, the living room felt heavier with the weight of her warning. Brandon paced near the French doors while Duriel held me close on the couch, our supernatural signatures pulsing together in harmony.
"Man, this is wild," Brandon said, shaking his head. "Some ancient being really trying to crash y'all's ceremony just to feast on the energy?"
"She ain't gonna succeed though," Duriel's voice was firm as his arms tightened around me. "Got every supernatural community in New Orleans standing with us."
I fought to keep my eyes open as worry churned in my stomach. "But if she's as powerful as Céleste says..."
"Then we'll be even more powerful together," Duriel finished. "Ain't nothing stopping us from claiming each other, baby. No
