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Author: Ghale Larson
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The fire crackled in the hearth of the Bear King’s war room, casting long shadows across the stone walls. Viktor stood alone, his massive frame silhouetted against the flickering flames, the weight of the news he had just received pressing down on him like a crushing boulder. His hands were trembling, a rare occurrence for the Bear King, but it was impossible to stop. The betrayal of Quincy Otto had shattered something deep inside him—a trust that had been formed over years of manipulation, a promise of cooperation that had now turned into nothing but ashes.

He had been played.

Quincy Otto, the very councilman the wolves had placed their faith in, had been feeding information to the bears and rogues, undermining the Royal Crimson Pack from within. The truth about his involvement with the murder of the Bear King’s daughter—his own flesh and blood—struck like a bolt of lightning, too horrifying to believe at first. The betrayal had run so deep, so cleverly hidden, that it
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