“We’ve lost contact with three patrol units in the last week,” Elder Harrison was saying, his voice cutting through the low murmur of conversations around the council table. “Northern border, eastern ridge, and the old mining settlement. Seven wolves total, just gone.” I’d been sitting here for twenty minutes already, and this was the first thing anyone had said that didn’t make me want to put my head through the stone table. “Gone how?” my father asked, leaning forward in his chair at the head of the long table. “No bodies, no signs of struggle. They missed their check-ins and when we sent backup teams, we found their patrol routes empty. Scent trails just stop, like they vanished into thin air.” Beta Samuel, Maya’s father, was taking notes. He had the same calculating intelligence as his daughter, but where Maya tried to hide her ambition behind charm, Samuel just owned it completely. “Vampire work,” Samuel said without looking up from his notepad. “Classic hunting pattern.
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