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Chapter 137

Author: Elmielos
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-05-17 17:44:30
KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The grand hall of the royal palace, usually alight with the easy camaraderie of my pack, now thrummed with an ominous intensity. Council members, their faces etched with grim determination, circled around the ancient stone table that had borne witness to countless wars and uneas
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