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Chapter 70: The Alpha Council Summons

Author: Sam K
last update publish date: 2026-01-07 18:59:56
Alara’s POV

I first sensed the shift before I heard the words.

The Midnight Pack had a rhythm now — one I had learned to recognize even in my sleep. Footsteps along the corridors, the cadence of guards changing shifts, the quiet hum of wards layered into stone and soil.

But that morning, the rhythm faltered. Ronan’s aura changed.

It pressed outward from his office like a tightening storm, restrained but unmistakable. Astrid stirred uneasily inside me, her hackles rising.

‘Something is wrong,’ s
Sam K

There seemed to be another war brewing in the shifter world, and Alara and her unborn twins to be at the centre of it all. Will Ronan himself alone be able to stand it and keep her protected?

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