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CHAPTER 32
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2026-10-05 23:59:38
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The silence that followed my words inside the command tent felt heavier and colder than the mountain gale raging outside the canvas walls.For several seconds, Julian did not move. His hand remained pressed firmly against the small of my back, his thick fingers frozen against the dark leather of my doublet. The amber flame of the brass lantern flickered, casting long, erratic shadows across the translated pages of Arbiter Malakar's encrypted dispatch."A spy," Julian repeated, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated through the packed dirt floor."Look at the cipher designation," I said, my finger trembling slightly as I pointed to the bottom line of the text. "Asset 'Raven.' This isn't a low-level guard who can be bought off with stolen provisions or loose coin. To access troop deployment logs, supply requisition manifests, and high-altitude mountain routes before our vanguard even leaves the Great Keep, 'Raven' has to sit inside your inner circle."Julian stepp
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The stench of wet iron and damp granite hung heavy in the air, but the victory at the Devil’s Throat had altered the atmosphere of the vanguard.Where there had once been cautious skepticism from the Frost-Ridge war council, there was now a quiet, fierce deference. When I rode back toward the central command tent pitched at the mouth of the Sanguine Pass, the mountain soldiers bowed their heads as I passed—not out of mere court etiquette, but out of genuine respect earned on a blood-slicked battlefield.Inside the command tent, a single brass lantern cast flickering shadows against the heavy canvas walls. A large wooden map table occupied the center of the space, littered with slate tablets, troop registries, and the dark leather journal of my late father.Julian stood over the table, his heavy iron pauldrons removed and his dark linen shirt unbuttoned at the neck. Blood—both his own from a shallow graze along his forearm and that of the mercenaries—stained his cuffs. He was reviewing
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The biting wind swept down from the jagged peaks of the Frost-Ridge mountains, carrying with it the scent of churned earth, cold iron, and incoming war.I stood on the stone parapet overlooking the grand courtyard of the Great Keep, my heavy crimson wool cloak fluttering wildly against the dawn gales. Below me, three full legions of Frost-Ridge mountain riders—over three thousand heavily armored wolves—were falling into tight, disciplined battle formations. The rhythmic clanking of steel pauldrons, the stamping of warhorses on the icy cobbles, and the barked orders of unit commanders echoed off the high granite walls."You look like a true general, Clara," a soft, familiar voice called out from behind me.I turned to see Boros walking toward the parapet, holding two steaming pewter mugs of spiced dwarven mead. He offered one to me, his thick, frost-dusted beard twitching into a respectful smile as I took the cup."I am a tactician, Boros," I corrected gently, taking a slow sip of the w
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The iron-bound carriage rattled violently as its heavy wooden wheels groaned over the rutted ice of the Frost-Ridge pass.Outside the frosted glass window, the howling mountain blizzard had finally begun to ease, revealing a vast, blinding expanse of white peaks beneath a slate-grey sky. But inside the tight quarters of the carriage, the temperature felt stifling, thick with an unspoken intensity that had hung between Julian and me since we departed Border Post Four at dawn.I sat with my back against the padded leather bench, my hands rested over my father's dark journal. Across from me sat Julian.He was leaning forward, his massive forearms resting on his knees, his broadsword laid across his lap in its black leather scabbard. His black linen shirt was unbuttoned at the throat, giving me a glimpse of the hard, corded muscles of his collarbone. He had been staring out the window into the snowdrifts for nearly an hour, but every few minutes, his silver eyes would shift toward me—sear
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The black liquid dripping from the iron arrowhead hissed softly as it hit the stone floor, burning a tiny, smoking pit into the grey rock."Shadow-root venom," I said, my voice tight as I leaned over the wooden war table, keeping a safe distance from the fumes. "It's an assassin's poison refined in the subterranean marshes of the Eastern Waste. It paralyzes the nervous system within seconds of entering the bloodstream."Julian stood beside me, his massive frame rigid, his silver eyes glowing with a terrifying alpha fury. "Where is the assassin?""Dead, Sovereign," Boros replied grimly, wiping a bead of cold sweat from his forehead. "The moment our guards dragged him down from the wall, he bit down on a glass capsule hidden in his hollow tooth. He died before we could force his jaw open.""Did he carry any identification?" Julian demanded, his voice dropping into a lethal, raspy growl. "A trade crest? A regional pack mark?""Nothing," Boros said, shaking his head. "His leather tunic wa
The Alpha Prince’s Unwanted Plus-Size Mate CHAPTER 32
The icy wind blowing off the Frost-Ridge peaks carried the heavy, metallic scent of incoming storm clouds.I stood atop the eastern watchtower of Border Post Four, my heavy fur mantle pinned tightly against my shoulders as I peered through a bronze surveying glass. Two miles down the winding mountain pass, a column of dark smoke rose into the overcast sky."Rogue pack activity?" Julian asked, his voice low and deep as he stepped up beside me on the wooden rampart.He kept a respectful distance of two feet—a boundary he had strictly maintained since our return from the capital three days ago. He wore his dark iron plate armor, his broadsword strapped to his back, looking every bit the feared Sovereign Alpha of the North. But whenever he looked at me, his silver eyes held an intense, quiet attentiveness that made my chest tighten with unresolved emotion."Not rogues," I replied, handing him the surveying glass. "Look at the burn pattern on that supply wagon. The flames are concentrated a
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