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Chapter 22
JwgstoutWill Gabe help the Crimson pack or Raven Knights? Or will he say to hell with both packs and forget the gold that could put his pack of renegades in a much higher and wealthier position? And wow, he cant get Stix out of his head, poor Bailey just isn't going to do it for him anymore. If you enjoyed the chapters and are eager to read more, please drop me a comment and a gem if you have any. Thank you for reading. More chapters to come soon.
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