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Chapter 40: The Reckoning

Author: Kendra Velune
last update publish date: 2026-05-21 16:55:49

(Damon’s POV)

The old border outpost had been abandoned for years.

Rotting wood. Broken windows. The scent of decay and neglect. It sat at the edge of neutral territory, a ghost of a time when Silver Creek and Shadow Ridge had been allies instead of enemies.

Valerie had chosen it deliberately. Neutral ground. No pack advantage. Just her, and us, and the man she’d taken.

“She’s inside,” Amara said.

We were crouched in the tree line, fifty yards from the outpost. The moon was high, full, alm
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