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Chapter Eighty-One- The Connection Deepens

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 14:06:00

The pack celebrated quietly.

Not the way packs celebrated victories in the formal sense, with gatherings and speeches and the structured acknowledgment of something done well. The Northern Fang pack celebrated the way it did most things, which was without ceremony and with the specific, warm, unguarded quality of people who knew each other well enough not to need the ceremony to make the feeling real.

Greta made something that involved an unreasonable quantity of good bread and three kinds of s
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