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The Alpha Who Stayed

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The ancient forest surrounding the hidden territory stood silent beneath a sky of restless clouds. The wards shimmered faintly along the perimeter, an invisible lattice of ancient magic and flame woven by Inferno.

But tonight, the wards carried the faint scent of ash. Koa stood on the northern ridge overlooking the forest. The wind brushed through the dark trees, carrying whispers only a wolf could hear.

Behind him, the Haven slept. Twenty-nine dwellers sheltered within the
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