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*Thirty Days*

Penulis: Kiera Wolfe
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-01 00:41:59

*Chapter 83* Thirty Days*

*Word count: ∼1860~words*

The envoy left at dawn, and with them went the last bit of quiet Red Fang had earned.

Thirty days. That’s what the council gave them. Thirty days of no attacks, no border shifts, no excuses. After that, River Claw could move again. And if Red Fang struck first, the council wouldn’t intervene. The parchment had the seal, the date, the names. It didn’t make it feel any more real.

Luna stood on the ridge watching the dust settle behind the en
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