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The First Night of Peace
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2026-07-29 05:50:00Chapter 49: The First Night of Peace
The celebration lasted until dawn.Fires blazed across the village, casting long, dancing shadows across the packed earth. Drummers beat a steady rhythm, their hands moving in practiced sync. Wolves of every pack danced together—northern hunters and eastern warriors, southern elders and coastal fishermen, their bodies moving in a shared, unspoken language of joy.I sat at the edge of the celebration, watching the flames and the d
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