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Chapter 39: The Gathering

Author: Lara Belle
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-03 01:01:03

The invitation wasn't a request.

It was a summons.

Heavy cardstock. Delivered by hand to every household in Shadow Moon territory. Mandatory attendance. All pack members. Including the Luna.

Derek's signature sat at the bottom like a threat wrapped in formality.

I held it between my fingers and felt the weight of what it really meant. They wanted to see me. Wanted to measure me. Wanted to watch the Luna who'd survived attempts on her life walk into a room full of wolves and pretend everythi
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