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Henry is cheating?

Author: King Victory
last update publish date: 2026-02-25 09:40:17

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Morning crept into the pack house with an unease that refused to lift.

The sun rose, as it always did, casting pale light through the tall windows of the throne room, but it did nothing to chase away the heaviness that had settled over the stone walls. The pack moved in hushed currents, servants lowering their voices, guards standing a little straighter than usual, eyes sharp with questions they dared not ask.

The elders had already gathered.

They sat in a wide semicircle beneath t
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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   I cannot let it happen

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