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Chapter 18 - Kaia

作者: Bryant
last update 公開日: 2026-04-20 18:05:45
Alaric Hawthorne did not summon people casually.

When a message came through Hawthorne channels requesting my presence in the western hall, it wasn’t framed as a request. It was phrased as an expectation. I respected pack structure, even outside my own territory, but I did not bow blindly.

The Hawthorne common chamber smelled like cedar smoke and old stone. Wolves clustered along the perimeter, quiet in that way that meant something political was unfolding. Alaric stood near the central hearth
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Anyone else of the opinion that Alaric Hawthorne can fuck all the way off?

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