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The Choice

last update publish date: 2026-03-02 18:33:52

The council clearing was empty, the stone benches cold in the gray dawn light. Silas stood in the center, his walking stick planted firmly, his expression grim. He looked from Aria to Kade, taking in their disheveled clothes, the fresh claw marks on Kade’s shoulder, the new, fragile closeness that hummed in the scant inches between their bodies. He said nothing for a long moment, the silence a judgment of its own.

“The intruders were scouts from the Ridge Peak pack,” Silas finally said, his voi
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