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Chapter 9

Bryson

I used my claws to mark off my campsite, letting it be a clear warning. Anyone who crossed my temporary border would be ripped apart, but most knew that already. I had done this route for years, and many in the area knew of me. But these were new young males. They smelled like the Rouges from...

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