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Chapter 65 - The Ground Between

Author: Rita Nash
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 22:55:54

We marched for an hour before the plain came into view.

The road narrowed between the last stretch of tree line and then opened suddenly and completely the way roads open when they reach a place that was built to be seen. Wide flat ground stretching ahead of us in the grey morning light, the grass grey-green and undisturbed, the kind of stillness that belongs to places that have absorbed a great deal of what people do to each other and have stopped being surprised by any of it.

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    The humming grew.Not loud. That was the worst part of it. It stayed low and constant and felt more than heard, moving through the soles of my boots and up through my legs the way cold moves through stone, steady and patient and already everywhere by the time you noticed it had arrived.I pushed the Blood-Bind thread deeper into the ground and felt the full shape of what was under us.The High Council had not run directly to the coven when the facility fell. They had come here first. They had walked this plain in the dark while we were burning Dream-Root and freeing children and purging black water from a river and they had placed their work into the ground with the careful precision of people who had been building this contingency for a very long time.They had known we would come to the plain.They had known two packs would stand on it together.They had built something specifically for that.A Blood Bomb. The Ancients had named it once in the same list where they named the Executio

  • The Luna's Deception    Chapter 65 - The Ground Between

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