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Chapter 170

Author: Dayo
last update publish date: 2026-06-25 14:08:49

POV: Anara

One week after the birth the pack house had reorganized itself around the new person in it with the specific completeness of a thing that had been waiting for a catalyst and had finally been given one. This was the nature of pack houses, she was learning, the way they were not merely buildings but living arrangements, structures that had their own preferences and instincts and that adjusted themselves to what mattered with the same organic responsiveness as a forest adjusting to a ne
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