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An Unbreakable Promise
By the time we settle back into the Headquarters, it feels like the whole Seminary already knows about our success. I text Sheila about it, knowing that she’s probably the sanest out of our entire friend group right now. It’s only reasonable, they’re all mourning the loss of their alpha, and she’s the one that has known him the least. I don’t have to wait for a response for a long time, because she soon replies with a bunch of emojis that I can’t decipher all at once. Or I at least don’t get the context entirely. Before Cyrus and I are even able to properly discuss how our work is going to look like in the following hours, my friends all burst into the Headquarters. I notice them they moment they enter, because it feels like the whole vividness drowns in silence. The warrior witches tha
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