Chapter 57 The Silverfang Gambit

Alpha Silas's laugh was a sharp, grating bark that echoed across the valley.

He turned back to Mara, eyes glinting with malice.

"Bend the knee?" Silas repeated, dripping with contempt. "You ride into my territory with a ragtag army of Northern mutts and a savage King, and you demand my submission?...

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