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Shadows of War

Author: A.C
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The forest was alive with movement. Wolves trained in small groups, their snarls and growls punctuating the night air. Some sparred, claws raking through dirt, while others practiced shifting between their human and wolf forms with fluid precision. Despite the urgency, Selene knew this wasn’t enough.

She stood on a ridge overlooking the camp, arms crossed as she assessed their progress. They were strong, but were they strong enough?

Rowan approached, wiping sweat from his brow. “They’re improving. Fast.”

Selene exhaled. “Not fast enough.”

Rowan followed her gaze to a pair of younger wolves struggling to pin each other. “You’re expecting them to be ready for war overnight.”

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