Chapter 90 Chapter 90

Merrick’s voice came out colder. “Careful, Toren. Your pack’s borders still fall under our protection.” 

Toren leaned forward, lips curling. “Protection? Or control?” 

Before Merrick could answer, Lyon moved. 

His hand flexed once at his side, and the air in the hall shivered. A faint pulse of blue-...

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