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CHAPTER 54 Not, When The Luna Bleeds With You

The eastern edge of the territory was thick with pine, the air heavy with the scent of bark, moss, and something else. Something rancid and wrong. It crawled beneath the skin like rot beneath snow.

The stench of bloodlust.

Of rogues.

Athena burst from the treeline with her warriors flanking ...