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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-six

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The formal petition arrived at the Council chambers three weeks after the warning letter, carrying considerably more signatures than Bren's intelligence had initially predicted, and Liam spent two full days reading through every name attached to it before he understood the actual shape of what they were facing.

"It's not just southern packs," he said, spreading the documentation across the study table where the household had gathered. "There are signatures here from territories we'd considered
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