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Chapter 31 – The Alpha’s Trail

Ronan

The snow drinks blood well.

It sinks into the white in delicate threads, steam curling off it like breath from a dying mouth. The trees are silent now. Still. Even the crows keep their distance.

I rise from the mess at my feet and wipe the blade clean on a dead man’s coat.

Three Redmaw sco...