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CHAPTER 13

The northern border of the territory had been tense the last week. Mark had been tracking the trail of dead prey that began to appear along the riverbank belonging to the pack. A large portion of the prey was torn apart in such a way that made it clear it had been a wolf who attacked them. But this wasn't a hunt for sustenance; on the contrary, leaving them for the crows to devour and the rest to rot indicated that whoever the hunter was, they only wanted to diminish the hunting stock, and that wasn't good, especially now that winter was so close.

— Did you find anything? — a soft voice asks behind him.

— I thought I told you to stay at the checkpoint, — he responds, trying to sniff out the trail of the wolf responsible for the carnage.

— You never change, always wanting to solve everything by yourself, — ignoring the gruff tone of her brother's response, Melisha proceeds to sit on one of the large rocks on the riverbank. Although her face shows calmness, her instincts remain alert to
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