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Chapter Sixty-Seven- Pack Politics

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 15:45:47

The summit notification arrived while I was in Mirra's archive.

I had been spending four mornings a week there since the first session, going through the full silver wolf record with the methodical patience that Mirra demanded and that I had found, somewhat to my surprise, genuinely satisfying. The archive was one of the few spaces in the estate where my mind could do the thing it had been doing since the first weeks in the east block, observing and cataloguing and building a picture from evide
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