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Chapter 36: Tanya’s Anger

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last update Date de publication: 2026-04-11 15:35:44

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Tanya Knox stood deep in the frozen woods, hidden behind a thick wall of snow and rocks.

The small fire in front of her was weak and low. Her ten wolves sat around it, looking tired and cold.

Tanya’s expensive coat was still clean. Her dark hair was neat under her hood. She looked like she had not suffered much.

One of her wolves, a tall man named Ronan, stood near her. He was one of the strongest in her group. Tanya turned to him with sharp eyes.

“Did any of them get killed
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