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Pack’s Fire

Author: Sydnee Rose
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Sam stepped to the firepit, green eyes sweeping—Mara’s blade, Jasper’s twig, Lila’s map, pups’ murmurs, Kevin’s gaze. Her tattoo pulsed, Luna’s purr a call—Lead, Sam, unite them. “Pack,” she said, voice clear, resonant, flames leaping, casting her shadow long. “The cave’s alive—blood altar, runes, fresh kills. It’s called the Iron Veil, a curse older than Zane, tied to blood, frost, a pack beyond the ridge.” Her staff gleamed, green eyes fierce, the iron scent a faint sting in her lungs.

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