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... very wolf in our group freeze. It wasn’t just any howl—it was Brock’s war cry, but it sounded wrong. Desperate. Terrified.
"He found them," I said, my heart pounding against my ribs. Through our pack bond, I could feel my brother’s rage and fear mixed together like a storm.
Elder Marcus, who’d insisted on coming despite his age, grabbed my arm. "That howl came from the Cursed Cliffs. If the Shadow Wolves have made their base there..."
He didn’t need to finish. Everyone kn ...
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