The night did not feel like night.The sky was dark, but the air was heavy, like the world was holding its breath.I stood on the wall of Silver Claw and looked out.They were everywhere.Torches burned like angry eyes in the distance. Rows and rows of wolves filled the land beyond our borders, their armor catching the firelight. Banners snapped in the wind, red symbols painted on black cloth.The Blood Moon Pack.They had come.My heart tightened, but my spine stayed straight.Behind me, my pack stood ready.Warriors lined the walls, weapons in hand. Some were shaking. Some were calm. Some were angry. I could smell fear and courage mixed together, thick in the air.They were ready to fight.Ready to die.And that was what broke something inside me.I closed my eyes for a moment.Then I saw him.Jason.He stood at the front of the army, tall and strong, dressed in black armor trimmed with red. His face was cold. His pos
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