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Chapter Ninety-Six- The Victor Problem

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 14:32:24

The request arrived on a Monday.

Not through the Alpha council's formal communication channels, which had been the vehicle for everything between the Northern Fang pack and the Blackwood pack since the west hall proceeding. Through a private courier, addressed to Ethan personally, marked for his attention alone. The formality of the private courier rather than the formal channel was itself a statement about what kind of communication this was: not official pack business conducted through establ
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