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The last guardian was a woman. Her auburn hair was cropped and curly, and her brown eyes<br />

were currently narrowed in thought. As I've said, a lot of dhampir women choose to have<br />

children rather than follow the guardian path. Since I too was one of the few women in this<br />

profession, I was always excited to meet others—like Tamara.<br />

Only, this wasn't Tamara. This was someone I'd known for years, someone who triggered<br />

anything but pride and excitement. Instead, I felt resentment. Resentment, anger, and burning<br />

outrage.<br />

The woman standing in front of the class was my mother.

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