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WAREHOUSE
ALEX POV It had been 18 hours since Alice disappeared. Each minute felt like a dagger twisting deeper into my chest. The drive to find her was the only thing keeping me upright, pushing me forward despite the exhaustion gnawing at the edges of my mind. It was the dead of night when we arrived at the location Max had pinpointed. An abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city—silent, foreboding, and utterly devoid of life. The perfect place for Jacob’s Dark Coven to hide. We arrived at the location Max had pinpointed in the dead of night. An abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city—silent, foreboding, and utterly devoid of life. The skeletal remains of old warehouses loomed over us, silent witnesses to whatever dark deeds had taken place. The air was heavy, oppres
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