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When the Rogues Strike

Penulis: Cynera
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Chapter 20 – When the Rogues Strike

The courtyard was hushed in the moments after the Alpha dismissed them, the cold pressing against Aria’s skin like a second, sharper trial. Warriors were dispersing in disciplined silence, Kieran close at her side though not touching, his presence a steady anchor against the strange disorientation of what she had just endured. She should have felt relief, but her heartbeat hadn’t settled. Her veins still buzzed with Serena’s restless pacing inside her. The Alpha’s words—“you’ve only survived the first bite”—echoed like a prophecy.

The stillness shattered.

A howl ripped through the night—high, ragged, wrong. Not the deep, resonant cry of a pack wolf but something wild, untethered. The courtyard froze, then erupted into chaos.

“Rogues!” someone shouted from the walls.

The gate shuddered a beat later, heavy timbers groaning under the force of claws and bodies slamming against it. Before Aria could breathe, it burst inward, snow and splinters exploding
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