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Chapter 108

Author: A. Leilani
last update publish date: 2026-02-21 01:50:37

Chapter 108

MATTHEW

We arrived in Silver Moon territory as the sun was setting, painting the familiar landscape in shades of amber and gold.

"We're home," Theo said quietly from the backseat, and I heard both relief and anxiety in his voice.

"We're home," I confirmed.

Marcus was waiting at the pack house when we pulled up, his expression grim.

"Welcome back, Alpha. We have a situation that needs immediate attention."

"Can it wait until tomorrow? Theo needs to get settled—"

"It really can't." M
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