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Shared Burdens?

Autor: Abbie Whyte
last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-11-08 23:57:40

Vikron

The pack's border reeked of blood.

“Skyla, go—now!” Alpha Vikron barked through the mindlink as he swung another punch at a lycan forcing its way through the border. Forcing his fists into its head until it's skull cracked, crimson liquid splattering on his face

He couldn’t tell which pack these blood-thirsty morons belonged to, but one thing was certain—they came prepared. Not for battle, but for slaughter. Too many of them.

And from too many directions.

He had instructed the guards at
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