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... ack of my neck. Something wasn’t right, and no matter how many times I told myself it was just nerves, my wolf didn’t believe it.
She paced more. Growled more. Warned me with every step I took near the western watchtower.
So I followed the feeling.
It started when I walked by the strategy hall late one night. Darius was asleep in our cabin, finally getting rest after weeks of stress. I had stepped out for water when I heard voices inside the stone hall.
The door w ...
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