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The Border Meeting

Author: Sharon
last update publish date: 2026-04-11 00:14:03

Jacob’s pov

I rode to the border at sunrise with the weight of every warning behind me, but I did not slow down. The council had argued late into the night, their voices filled with caution and fear, but I had already made my decision before they finished speaking. If Korran wanted to make demands, then he would face me directly. I was not going to hide behind walls while he threatened my pack.

The air was cold, and the ground was still damp from the night. My horse moved steadily beneath me,
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