THIRD PERSON POVTwo days had passed since Ryker that dispatched the coded message to his hidden forces, the loyalists and mercenaries scattered throughout the vast expanse of the Lycan territory, men and women who knew no law but Ryker's will, no allegiance but to his ambition.These were wolves that had been cast out, the outcasts and the rejects, those with a deep hunger for power. The seeds of chaos, carefully cultivated and patiently nurtured, had been sown, and now, it was time to reap the bloody harvest."My Lord," Fenrir, a towering figure of muscle and bone with a jagged scar that bisected his left eye, knelt before Ryker. His massive frame casting a long, ominous shadow across the chamber. His intimidating presence filled the room, a stark testament to his brute through years of bloodshed and shared ambition. "You summoned us, My Lord?""My brother has foolishly vacated the throne, leaving the realm vulnerable and exposed," Ryker said, his voice filled with ambition as he st
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