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Chapter 115

LONDON'S POV

I paced the room impatiently, the thoughts in my head drowning out whatever Elsa was saying to me. We had arrived not less than an hour ago, and right from the door, Elsa began yapping about how stupid the guards back at Ryder's mansion were and how annoyed she was that our journey was fruitless. Angered, I asked her quietly to stop talking, but my words fell on deaf ears. Not wanting to waste my energy on her, I decided to let her be and leave her to her talking.

I was beginning to regret that decision now.

The roar of the fireplace beside me brought me back to the present, and I stopped in my tracks. I slowly turned to the fireplace and stared at it for some seconds, the sound of cracking wood and the dancing flame holding my gaze for a few moments. After some seconds, I turned and continued with my pacing.

With each step I took, my eyes went to the door, my teeth gritting against each other as I longed to see anyone walk in. It seemed like my wait was going to take a
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