THE PROWL OF THE ICE
Crystal Dxed quinn true bloodcursed lycan's scarred mate
I shouted, running toward the cafeteria.
But when I got there, the room was empty. No furniture, no windows—just a vast, sterile white space. In the center stood Evan Mercer, holding a heavy box of bamboo slips that smelled of ancient ink and silver.
"You’re too late, Jack," Evan said, his smile sharp. "The Absolute Heaven Emperor has already made his choice. The Blackridge Pack is being decommissioned."
"You’re insane, Evan. You can't just erase an entire territory," I said, my hand reaching for the emergency alarm.
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