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CHAPTER 120: Letting Her Lead
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2026-09-15 04:00:42MEGHANN'S POV
The heavy timber doors of the northern keep closed behind us, shutting out the murmurs of the medical staff and the sharp commands of the enforcers.
We left the politics of the pack behind in the stone halls. The winter sun had dropped below the jagged peaks hours ago, surrendering the sky to a vast, endless stretch of darkness. A full, bright moon hung high above the tree line, casting long silver shadows across the thick layer of fresh
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