Chapter 75 Throats Of Treachery

~Alaric's POV~

The next day, dawn broke pale and unforgiving over the trial grounds, the mist clinging low to the dew-soaked grass.

After the urgent meeting I had called last night, the pack gathered in a loose but tense circle, their faces set in grim determination. 

Tazira stood chained at the ...

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