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CHAPTER 21

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The horn blast shattered the quiet of the hall like thunder rolling across dry grass. Every torch flame jumped. Pack members froze mid-step, hands already reaching for weapons they had set aside only minutes earlier. The air thickened with the sharp scent of tension and shifting wolves. My silver light flared brighter around my shoulders without me calling it. Nythera surged forward inside my chest, alert and steady. This was no echo of the last fight. This was something bigger.

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