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Chapter 223

Author: Jess Dawson
last update publish date: 2026-02-26 05:05:54

Max's POV

On the run home, Medus and Atlas picked up a herd of deer and hunted. It was exhilarating. I don’t remember the last time I hunted in wolf form, and Medus’s joy was infectious. I receded slightly to let him enjoy his kill, eating happily beside Atlas before we continued home. They ran through the lake to clean off before we headed back to the porch outside the house.

The smell of grilling salmon fills the air as I throw the shorts and T-shirt back on and we head inside the kitchen.

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