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Chapter 13: The Unveiling Feast

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The grand ballroom of the Blackwood estate was a spectacle of absolute power and opulence. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen fire from the vaulted ceilings, casting a brilliant glow over hundreds of elite wolves.

The music was a deep, rhythmic thrum that vibrated through the floorboards, matching the wild, triumphant pulse of a pack that had just doubled its empire overnight.

Tonight wasn’t just a celebration of the championship win. It was the official merger party—the public unveiling of
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