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CHAPTER NINETY ONE: AUDRA (THE STORM)

作者: Elle writes
last update 公開日: 2026-06-15 15:18:59

A storm came over the mountains without warning, black clouds swallowing the stars, wind howling through the pines like a living thing. Rain lashed against the windows of the healer's wing. The torches in the corridor guttered and spat.

Inside, the room was warm despite the cold pressing at the glass. Candles burned on every surface. Elara's assistants had prepared the birthing bed with clean linens and hot water and herbs that steamed in the flickering light. The air smelled of blood and swe
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    IN NIGHTFANG PACK Kael stood at the window of his study, watching the moon rise over the mountains. The training yard below was empty. The warriors trained in the mornings and take turns in the evenings and no one lingered after dark. The fortress felt hollow, as if something vital had been carve

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