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CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT: THE WOLF PACK FACES THE UNDEAD
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Stephanie’s Perspective:The moon shone brightly, an advantage for our wolves, whose power was enhanced beneath its glow. Agatha severed the mental tether connecting her, myself, and her sister Linda. United in purpose, the sisters prepared to rescue Marcella, our armed forces standing steadfast behind them.We set out under the shrouded mantle of night, our paws padding lightly across the forest floor. The further north we traveled, the colder the air became, nipping at our fur with invisible teeth. The moon was our ally tonight, its fullness casting the world in an eerie silver hue, empowering our lupine forms. I could feel the rhythmic pull, the power coursing through my veins, beckoning the wolf within to fight with feral intensity.The mind link was our lifeline, our means of silent communication as we closed in on Morgana's territory. I could sense the others, their determination a palpable force in the back of my mind. Agatha's presence was a cool t
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