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Chapter Fifty-Five - The Wolves Outside the Walls

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last update publish date: 2026-05-26 01:14:47

The blockade changes everything by morning.

Council convoys now circle the valley beneath the mountain in organized rings, their floodlights cutting through snow-covered roads like open warning signs. Helicopters sweep low over the outer forests before disappearing again beyond the cliffs. Communication towers rise near the southern pass where temporary containment camps have been built overnight.

The mountain no longer feels hidden.

It feels quarantined.

Vaelith stands near the upper ridge wat
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