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Chapter 46: Echoes of Ryan

Author: R.J. Sterling
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-10 19:58:04
The acrid scent of blue incendiary fire clung to the night air, mixing with the wet breath of the Northern pines.

Outside the reinforced windows of the East Wing, the forest flickered with movement.

Moon Pack warriors patrolled the dark like living shadows, their eyes glowing like restless embers between the trees.

Phoenix sat inside the glass-walled command center Kael had built for her—a perfect replica of the lab she once ruled.

Cold blue monitor light washed across her face.

Her fingers mov
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