His Wingless Angel
The scout hesitated, then nodded slowly, “You’re braver than most.”
Cain followed behind but covered Amara from view, “We mean to put an end to this.”
The scout studied them for a moment, then motioned for them to follow, “Then follow me.”
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Deeper into the woods they went, until they reached a hidden encampment nestled among the trees. Fires burned low, and tents made of dark fabric blended seamlessly with the forest floor. Wolves moved silently between them, strong, wary, and clearly prepared for battle.
Amara felt the weight of the stares but held her ground.
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