Ironclaw was a pack concealed deep beyond a vast mountain range. There was a shortcut through the mountains, but the route was heavily guarded by armed warriors. From what I understood, werewolves generally relied on their claws and physical strength when fighting. Ironclaw, however, appeared to favor weapons and other forms of combat, something that could potentially give them a considerable advantage. Our convoy continued through the winding mountain roads, passing between towering cliffs and dense trees. Eventually, we reached a settlement nestled securely among the mountains. Throughout the journey, Ronan wore a severe expression that never seemed to disappear. "What’s wrong?" I asked, leaning forward from the backseat to get a better look at him. Lucien looked just as uncomfortable. His brows were drawn together, and beads of sweat trickled down the side
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