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Chapter 145: Expansion

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-07-10 14:32:25

The name came to me at three in the morning.

I was lying awake in the dark with the vision still moving through me, not fading the way visions usually faded but sharpening, the way a photograph develops in a darkroom, the details becoming more specific and more present the longer I held them. The vast territory. The wolves who had grown up knowing what safety felt like. The two packs unified under one set of values.

Two packs.

I had been thinking about the unification process since before we re
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