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Danielle's POV Staring at Tyler, I couldn't help but wonder how the intricate web of fate had paired me with someone so brutally indifferent. While I understood Luke's goodness, Tyler remained an enigma. The sparks between us were undeniable, a connection that left me perplexed. Tears welled up as I confronted Tyler. "Was it worth it? What answers did you get that cost a life?" As Tyler's eyes narrowed, he disclosed, "Dahlia and Damian are the ones behind the rogues. They're interested in you for some ominous ritual." Luke's concern was palpable as he tried to grasp the situation. "What ritual? And if they're planning it, they must have a witch." "Dahlia is a hybrid," Jackson added, adding another layer of confusion to my already overwhelmed mind. "Hybrid?" I asked, feeling a pang of f