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Chapter 20: The First Luna

作者: Mich Goddard
last update 公開日: 2026-07-27 11:39:49
Moana’s POV

When the council meeting finally ended, everyone rose at once to carry out Alpha Eldrick’s orders. The war chiefs strode from the Great Hall, already discussing which warriors would ride north. The elders departed with grim faces, their voices low as they spoke among themselves. Kaelen remained beside Alpha Eldrick while the rest of the hall slowly emptied.

I returned to Alpha Eldrick’s study.

I couldn’t leave my work unfinished. The bucket and brush still waited where the guar
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