Chapter 23: Dax's Ultimatum

The den stank of blood and fear when the scout stumbled in, his body a wreck—fur torn, one eye a swollen mess, claws scraping the stone floor as he fell hard. I froze, my bare feet cold against the dirt, green eyes wide, watching from the shadows as the hall went dead quiet. Lucien lunged forwar...

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