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Chapter 150: The Reckoning

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The scent of blood had barely left the battlefield when the news began to spread.

Whispers at first—fleeting things carried on the wind and between trembling lips.

Victor was dead.

Dante had won.

The victory echoed through the clans like a thunderclap. It rolled across the mountains, crossed rivers, and seeped into every corner of werewolf territory. Elders who had once claimed neutrality—or worse, backed Victor in hushed meetings—suddenly found themselves scrambling to rewrite their allegiance.

But it was too late for that.

Dante’s men had already moved.

Swift and merciless, they swept through outposts and strongholds like a tide, dragging cowards from their hiding places. Elders were hauled from secret chambers, dragged by their collars through dirt and ash. Some tried to run. Some begged. None escaped.

By dusk, they were all bound and kneeling in the heart of the Blood Moon Clan.

A great circle had formed—hundreds of wolves gathered in silence, watching with wary eyes. Warriors sto
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