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Chapter 12 _ The Price Of Loyalty

Author: Queen Ray
last update publish date: 2026-08-07 18:58:17

The Midnight Blade stood before an enemy he could not defeat with his sword.

Night settled over the forest, wrapping the towering trees in silence. The moon filtered through the branches, painting pale streaks across the ground where Megan stood, his golden eyes fixed on the men before him.

Rogan stepped forward.

Behind him stood Gideon and several Redclaw warriors, their expressions calm, as though everything unfolding had already been decided long before Megan arrived.

For several moments, no
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Will his decision break or make his territory? Watch out!

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