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Shadows at Dusk

Penulis: A. N. Dawn
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The night after the trial carried an uneasy calm. The Crescent Fang moved with quieter steps, their earlier growls softened into murmurs. Though some still glared at Kaelen as if his very presence threatened them, others nodded in grim acknowledgment. He had proven himself, at least for now.

But peace was short-lived.

Scouts returned at dusk, their fur bristling, blood streaking their coats. “They come,” one rasped, collapsing before the firelight. “Not raiding parties this time. A host. An army.”

The clearing filled with snarls and alarmed voices. Wolves bristled, snapping at each other in fear. Elira’s expression turned grave, her hand tightening on her dagger. Lyra only smiled, a predator’s grin in the face of danger.

“They grow desperate,” she said, her voice carrying above the noise. “Good. Let them. Tonight, we show the leeches that Crescent Fang does not break.”

Kaelen stood among them, the fire inside him stirring like it sensed what was coming. He had proven control in a tria
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