ONCE FORSAKEN, NOW THE LYCAN KING’S LUNA
I didn’t know if I was witnessing a negotiation or a warning.
"What does that mean?" Dane asked, his voice sharp, demanding clarity. His hand subtly moved toward his side, where a weapon might rest—just a reflex, a sign that even though he wasn’t backing down, he was ready for anything.
The man from the North finally spoke, and his words made the air feel heavy. “I bring greetings from the lords of the North,” he said, his voice firm and steady.
“They have heard about the fight between Dane and Mike,” he continued, his eyes meeting Dane’s, “and have come to repledge their loyalty to you. My presence here is a sign of goodwill.”
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