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Chapter One-Hundred Fifteen: Navigating the Shadows of the Underbrush

Brock’s Perspective:

As the gleam of the blade hovered a whisper's breadth from my wolf's vulnerable throat, I steadied my racing heart with a singular focus. In the flickering shadows of the imminent threat, I schemed. It was paramount to mind-link Stephanie, to reassure her before panic could take hold. My plan unfolded within the silence of our connection—she needed to trust me now more than ever.

Through the mind-link, I poured earnest urgency into my words to Stephanie, "Stephi, have faith in me. I've clocked the warrior tailing me; it's all a ruse to lull him into complacency. I'm the bait, and you, my dear, are the unseen storm he'll never see coming."

Stephanie’s Perception:

"Got it, Brock," I murmured, my voice a whisper across the intercom. "I'm already silently making my way through the branches, a phantom among the leaves. Poised to strike, I've drawn the blades from my pack, their steel affixed to

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