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... that had nothing to do with the night’s deepening cold. Kael felt it in his bones, a raw, primal warning that clawed at his chest, more insistent than any premonition of Marcus’s approaching army. It was a serpent coiling in his gut, whispering of betrayal and loss. He glanced at Ronan, who, despite his outwardly calm demeanor, sharpening his claws against a jagged rock, radiated a tension that mirrored Kael’s own. The rhythmic scrape of stone on bone was the only sound, a stark counterpoint to ...
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