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Chapter Ninety-One- The Child Question

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-06-07 15:54:23

The Alpha council's emergency session opened on a Tuesday.

I did not attend.

Not because I was excluded. Ethan attended as the Northern Fang Alpha and the wolf who had formally invoked the Northern Challenge and initiated the original proceedings. Lily attended as the administrative witness whose documentation had formed the core of the original evidence record. The Ironwood investigation's representatives attended. Marcus attended, having received formal notification of the session as a named
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