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Chapter Fifty Four: What Darius Sees

Author: Elizabeth.C
last update publish date: 2026-07-07 17:06:57

Darius

He had attended many pack deaths over the years.

They were, in his experience, remarkably predictable. The announcement. The particular quality of silence that followed it. The way a pack contracted inward on itself, drawing close the way packs always drew close around loss, the warmth of community becoming a kind of armor against grief's cold. He had watched it happen in his own pack and in others and had long since stopped finding it surprising. Wolves were social animals. Social anima
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