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Chapter Twenty-Four- Alexander's War

作者: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 19:10:35

The summons came through my father, which was its own kind of statement.

A folded note slipped under the east block door at seven in the morning, written in my father's hand but not his words, too formal, too measured, the phrasing of something dictated rather than composed. Alpha-designate Alexander Blackwood requests your attendance at the private study at your earliest convenience. The matter is a pack administrative concern.

Pack administrative concern. Six weeks ago that phrase would have
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