Chapter 102

Alexander

The scent of blood clung to the walls.

Faint—nearly swallowed by the stench of oil and dust—but unmistakable.

Wolves bled differently. Their blood sank deeper into places most wouldn’t notice. It clung to the air like a whisper of violence, a stain that time and bleach wouldn’t erase.

I c...

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