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Chapter 19 _ When Alpha Calls

Author: Queen Ray
last update publish date: 2026-08-07 19:51:41

The royal pack house had become a battlefield.

Blood stained the ancient stone corridors.

Bodies of Midnight warriors lay where they had fallen, their last breaths spent defending the very home they had sworn to protect. Their wolves still trembled, refusing to surrender even in death.

The invading Red Claw warriors pushed deeper.

Behind them walked the disguised shaman, hidden beneath the flawless appearance of Omega Dawn.

Every step carried purpose.

Every step carried death.

She smiled.

Every
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Was midnight blade able to safe and guard his people and alpha? Let keep reading!

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