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He was never meant to be the story. He was the man standing at the edge of it - Elena's bodyguard, her extraction plan, the reason she made it out of half the situations that should have ended her. But standing at the edge of someone's story for long enough changes a man. These are the moments that didn't make the Chronicles: the pool he walked into fully dressed because she wouldn't get out. The room in Yerevan he stepped into before Tarmo's jealousy became something none of them could take back. The dressing-room banter that undid an archangel more thoroughly than centuries of war ever did. A companion to The Archangel's Archive*. Mikhail, off the record.