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Chapter 198: The Ghost in the Gold

Penulis: Adelina Beston
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-23 17:29:41

Rhys’ POV

The Great Hall was a cavern of amber shadows and bone-deep drafts. Outside, the midwinter storm hammered against the fortress walls, but inside, the air was a suffocating mix of roasted meat, spilled ale, and the thick, aggressive pheromones of the Southern pack leaders.

I stood on the dais, my gaze sweeping over the gathered Betas and their seconds. I had kept the decorations sparse, heavy wool banners in crimson and charcoal, iron braziers roaring with cedar logs to fight back the m
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