Chapter 141 - The Wolves Preparation

KIERAN

Murmurs rippled around the table. Elder Myra wrung her hands, her voice quivering. “But she gave no time, no place. That is the danger—her silence, her unpredictability. She could march her army tomorrow, or in three moons.”

Elder Rowan slammed his palm on the table. “Which is why we must...

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