We went out through the main gate together.All of us. Rollins in the lead, Liam at his right, Marcus at his left. The Ironclaw warriors following close behind. Shadowcrest, Voss's border wolves, the Ashenmere warriors led by Margot. The Fenrath at the rear, Sera's face calm and set.Two hundred wolves walking out through the gate of Ironclaw in full daylight, crossing the outer yard, moving toward the boundary marker.I walked beside Rollins.The First Power was quiet. Not straining, not pulling. Moving with me the way it had been moving since the night I asked it the question, the way something moves when it has found its direction and is no longer fighting itself.The boundary stone was a couple of hundred steps from the wall.Claus was already there.Not alone this time. He had brought perhaps thirty of his force to the boundary line, standing in a loose formation behind him. The rest stood in the tree line in the shadow. Watching.Claus stood next to the marker stone.He watched
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