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Chapter 130: The Blightwood

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The forest didn’t have a name on any map. Not one you’d find in any official pack ledger, at least. But every wolf who grew up near the Blightwood knew better than to say its name out loud.

That was the kind of place it was.

My tires crunched over brittle gravel, the road narrowing until the t...