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Chapter 51
Patricia
As I'm chewing, a hundred thoughts are racing through my mind. I see images of myself using Finn's wind magic and the beastly Dior being hefted off the ground and thrown into a car. Did I end up killing him?
"I have a question."
Everyone who is gathered around the table gives me their attention. Riley glances between Elijah and me, and I observe the vampire wipe his mouth with a tissue, readying himself to speak.
Wesley might be the beta, but it seems Elijah is the one running the operations. I don't blame Wesley for letting his mate be in charge, though. Elijah is intelligent and has lived for so long that he also has enough life experience to make hard decisions.
Elijah takes a deep breath, calm and gathered like royalty. "I know what you're going to ask, and we locked him up in your basement."
I drop my taco shell. "You did what?"
Everyone gives me questioning looks—Wesley raises his eyebrows, and I facepalm. I'm be
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