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Chapter 8: The Shadow Claws
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2026-01-04 11:02:47The Shadow Claws were not a pack in the traditional sense. There was no Alpha to bow to, no Luna to serve, and no rigid hierarchy that dictated who ate first. They were a collective of the unwanted, living in a series of interconnected tunnels and hidden valleys deep within the Forbidden Forest.
As Lyra’s pregnancy progressed into its second trimester, Hokan decided it was time for her to move from the isolation of the cave to the main camp. He led her through a labyrinth of overgrown paths until they reached a valley hidden by a permanent shroud of mist—a natural glamor produced by the geothermal vents in the earth."Welcome to the Fringe," Hokan said.The valley was alive with activity. Lyra saw children running—pups of all shapes and sizes, some with scars, some with mismatched eyes. She saw warriors sparring, their techniques a wild, erratic blend of styles she didn't recognize. There was a sense of raw, unpolished freedom here that made her chest ache
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