Chapter 92

Dorian’s pov.

I stood in the northern courtyard, my arms crossed as a royal scout dismounted in a rush, bowing before speaking.

"Ironclaw pack has entered our outer territory, my King. Marcus leads them."

I narrowed my eyes. "Any signs of aggression?"

"No, Your Majesty."

"Meet them with drawn w...

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