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Lucien's pov

Dragging my hand off his throat, I watched the elder collapse like a dead weight, life ripped out of him. The chamber fell into silence. No one coughed. No one dared breathe. They all knew—any one of them could be next.

It wasn’t the first elder I’d killed, not the second, not even the fifty-fifth. Their throats had felt the edge of my hand before. Tonight was no different. His body hit the floor, and his wife shrieked, summoning guards to drag him ...