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... werewolves groaned among heat-soaked blankets. A healer’s touch was practiced and tender, but there were too many injuries and not enough time—or magic—to heal them all.
A young pup, covered in blood and soot, looked up at Kieran. "Alpha... they took my mother..."
Kieran knelt, voice gentle but unyielding. "I swear I will bring her back or fall trying." He pressed a hand to the pup’s head. "Go with the healers."
He moved on.
Adrenaline waned as the gates of battle ...
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