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Kyle came to a stop beside Ethan, the two of them only a few steps from the bottom of a broad staircase that'd been gilded in gold. I didn't need to do a full sweep to spot the high ceiling, the chandelier hanging down as though to trick the mind that it'd entered a civilised place. Down in the carpeted hallway, a red wolf stood growling on the left. Dad. Matching his posturing on the opposite site, Josh leaned forward with his curling lips barely under control.
None of those stood out as much as the ornate double-wide-door out of there, set amidst a wall of windows.
Or the fifteen wide group of vampires blocking the way.
The vampires from Witchurch.
All of them surrounding the female standing dead centre in front of them.
Catherine—with the blond we met the night before right at
