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... him entirely, Alex stepped onto the bridge.
Alone.
The ancient logs groaned under his weight—a sound that seemed impossibly loud in the sudden silence that had fallen over the river. Two hundred wolves had gone still as stone, every eye tracking his movement. The only sounds were the rush of water below, the whisper of wind through bare branches, and the measured tap-tap-tap of his ironwood staff against worn wood.
Alex kept his eyes forward, fixed on Lucas.
The ...
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