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... moonlight, the biting wind slicing through the trees. The scent of blood hit them long before they reached the ridge, carrying the unmistakable chaos of battle.
Wolves were already fighting fiercely, growls and cries cutting through the darkness. Ezra’s voice, tense and low, broke the silence between them. “Supporters of Xavier Brightpaw. Looks like his influence went deeper than we realized.”
Zayn didn’t answer, his jaw set firmly, fury already searing through his veins. He cou ...
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