The moment the doors opened, the mountain changed its silence.It wasn’t loud.It wasn’t violent.It was worse.Everything simply… aligned.As if the world had been slightly out of place for centuries and had finally snapped back into position.Deep beneath the impossible peak, darkness stretched through corridors carved from a stone no wolf had ever named.Not built.Not natural.Something in between.The First King stood at the threshold.He did not move immediately.Behind him, thousands of wolves waited in organized silence.Not an army in the traditional sense.A procession.A belief made flesh.He raised a hand.They stopped.Perfect obedience.His eyes remained fixed on the open passage ahead."At last," he said softly.No one behind him answered.They didn’t need to.The First King stepped forward.And the mountain welcomed him.Blackwood TerritoryLucien felt it before Ryden spoke.A shift.Not in the air.Not in the ground.In everything.He stopped walking at the edge of th
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