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Chapter Thirteen — The Pack

Auteur: Char Writes
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-28 21:24:55

He left at midnight.

Troy took the long route east, through the mill district, past the river, out onto the dirt road where the cobblestones stopped and the trees started. He did not shift. He walked in as a man and he was going to walk out as a man.

The clearing was three miles east.

The pack was already there. Seven of them. Standing in a loose circle, breath clouding the cold air, eyes catching the moonlight.

Marcus spoke first.

Troy had known Marcus since he was fifteen. The man had trained
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