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CHAPTER ONE: THE BETRAYAL

I've lived with Caleb and Sylus for over five years now, always tagging along like the annoying little sister.

Sitting at the kitchen table, I take another sip of my latte, my eyes wandering toward the stove where Sylus is preparing breakfast.

He reminds me of a German Shorthaired Pointer—quiet, intelligent, and always alert. Everything he does, even the simplest task, seems deliberate. Once something has his attention, nothing else exists.

Caleb, on the other hand, couldn't be more different.

He walks into the kitchen wearing his usual ear-to-ear grin, looking like a child excited about whatever adventures the day might bring.

I smile into my cup.

I love mornings like this.

Later in the afternoon, I’m lying on my bed, stomach flat against my velvet blanket. Reading through texts with my friends finalizing our plans for the night, I hear Caleb call my name.

“When is Sylus getting home, I thought you all had ...