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The River Bend Decision

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-03 09:08:52

Jacob’s POV

Everything about that moment felt unreal.

The river moved the same way it always had. The water ran over the stones. The trees stood tall and silent. Dawn light stretched across the surface, soft and golden. It should have been peaceful. It should have been just another morning.

But my daughter was in another wolf’s arms.

Faye leaned heavily against me. I could feel how weak she was. Her breathing was uneven. One hand pressed against her side where the wound still bled through t
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