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lf alive with the sou
t a song
-raw, echoin
n. The air reeked of iron and smoke, of broken bodies and shattered oaths. Fires smoldered where c
em lay t
itney's
beside them, bled beside them. They were warriors in every sense that mattered-respe
ore than allies
en his clos
they died saving his lif
shoulders, broad and unyielding, trembled beneath the weight of a debt that could ne
," he murmured, his v
hat night, one frag
ze
dy seen more death than a child ever should. She did not cry. She did not scream. She simply c
e became part of the
windows. She shared it with Alessia-Alpha Zane's only daughter, Asher's younger siste
d to exist again in a world that had nearly swallowed Hazel whole. Alessia's
ng the quiet authority of an Alpha's heir-m
, the safest corners of the gardens. He spoke to her gently, without pit
the palace f
el believed the
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