Chapter 6: The cabin of suns

The blackness wasn’t empty. It vibrated. Echoes of power, the terrifying surge of my own claws, the crushing strength of the hunter, the earth-shaking possessiveness of the three Alphas pulsed in the void. The sting of blood, phantom warmth on my face. And the scents. Gods, the scents. Pine, sharp a...

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