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Chapter 39 - The Ridge of Fire and Ruin

Author: Rita Nash
last update publish date: 2026-03-04 02:00:56

The smoke reached me before the flames did.

It crawled into my lungs like something alive, thick with burning pine and a rot underneath that had nothing to do with wood or ash. Something darker. Something that made my wolf press itself flat against the inside of my chest and refuse to move. I kept walking anyway. My silver feet pressed silently into the frozen ground as our small group pushed deeper into the Shadowpine trees, swallowed by the kind of darkness that felt like it had eyes.

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