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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT

Author: MightyEagle-X
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DARIUS

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The estate had never been this full. Not even during the war. Now, it was bursting at the seams with a different kind of tension, a political powder keg waiting for a spark. Representatives from nearly every pack on the continent were arriving. Proud mountain packs with their thick furs and gruff manners, nomadic border tribes with eyes that missed nothing, and opulent desert clans draped in silks, their faces unreadable. It was a goddamn menagerie of shifting allegiances and anci
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