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Jacqueline stood outside the female hunter’s apartment door, her pale face lit with amusement. She could see the beautiful green spiderweb wards coating every inch of the apartment’s structure. She was surprised at the strength of the magic used to create the wards. They were like steel walls against her powers. It would be impossible to break into the place without setting off magical warning bells. It would be like striking a gong or pulling a fire alarm. The tracker inside would know immediately that she’d broken through his protections—not that she couldn’t handle him.
Her curiosity was piqued. The wards had clearly been created by a powerful magic user, someone born with natural magic, not someone like her who had been initiated into it. Even though this man had helped kill her lo
