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... em, gnarled trunks rising from wet earth, wrapped in tendrils of morning fog that seemed to pulse unnaturally.
Beckett rushed to his side, eyes wide. "They’re close, Alpha. Within a hundred yards."
"How many?"
"At least thirty. Maybe more."
Rhett’s jaw tightened. "Mercenaries?"
Beckett shook his head. "Not mercenaries. Not pack, either. I don’t know what they are."
The mist thickened, moving like fingers sliding between the trunks.
Rhett’s ...
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