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Chapter 67: Echoes of War

ผู้เขียน: Saint Raphael
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The morning after the attack, the Crimson Fang pack's territory felt unnaturally still. The usual chorus of birdsong had been replaced by an eerie silence that weighed heavily over the land. A gray mist curled around the trees, cloaking the scars left behind from the Black Crescent’s ambush. Fires had been extinguished, bodies buried, and yet the sense of unease remained like smoke clinging to charred walls.

Alpha Kael stood at the edge of the northern border, arms folded across his chest, his golden eyes scanning the horizon. He hadn't slept. The memory of the battle still played in his mind—the look in Aria’s eyes when she had faced the enemy, the surge of fear and fury that had coursed through him when her life had been endangered.

His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed her presence. Aria stepped beside him, her arms wrapped around herself for warmth, though the morning was not cold. Her gaze followed his into the trees.

"They’re not gone," she said quietly.

Kael turned t
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