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Chapter 1
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Alaric Griffin, trudged into the kitchen, still half-asleep. He rubbed his bedhead, yawned, and stretched his long limbs before heading to the counter. His stomach growled but the aroma of burnt toast was a bit off putting. As he entered the kitchen, he noticed Mrs. Griffin standing at the stove, her back to him. She was a tall, imposing figure with a forced smile on her face. He supposed that she'd