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CHAPTRE 66: Alpha's Choice
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2026-04-13 22:30:46Damian's POV
The messenger shows up just as dawn breaks.
I’m in the war room, alone, staring at maps I’ve memorized. I have the eastern border in my mind, the pass, and the potential spots where Viktor's army might hit us. Numbers swirl around my head. Three hundred of our fighters. Two hundred from Gracia. Might be more if Maya’s other contacts come through.
It’s not enough. It’s never enough.
A sharp knock interrupts my
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