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Chapter 18: The Fortress of Glass

Auteur: Dr shukran
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The distance between the human city and the Silver Moon borders felt like an ocean of tar. As a white wolf, my speed was legendary, but every second spent on the highway was a second my children were alone with a predator. I pushed my body until my lungs felt like they were filled with crushed glass and my paws bled against the asphalt.

Hold on, Leo, I projected into the void, hoping the fledgling bond between mother and pup was strong enough to reach them. Mommy is coming.

The palace was in a
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