C68 67: Missing

Missing

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POV: Lamina Darkwood

She couldn’t help herself from smiling viciously as they ate their sumptuous dinner.

“I heard that the Lunar Pack is in the midst of panicking now.” Elder Courdamus, who joined them, smugly commented.

She let out a conceited smirk as she wiped the side of her lips with the table napkin.

“They aren’t just in panic, but they are surely in chaos