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Author: Ghale Larson
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Melanie

The day was calm, the tension of the recent war dissipating into the heavy air of a fleeting peace. The aftermath of battle had left its mark on the Royal Crimson Pack, but the wolves, with their resilience, were slowly finding their footing. The land, scarred by war, was beginning to heal, and so too was the fractured spirit of the pack. Yet, beneath the surface of this tentative peace, the ghosts of the past remained, watching, waiting.

Melanie stood beside Oswald as they prepared for the arrival of Viktor, the Bear King. After the brutal conflict that had nearly destroyed both their kingdoms, the time had come for Viktor to formally part ways with the Royal Crimson Pack. His kingdom had suffered greatly, but so had they. His daughter’s death, the destruction of the rogues, the loss of countless lives—Viktor had seen the full weight of what the war had cost. Yet, even in the face of this devastation, he had made the choice to extend a hand to the wolves. Perhaps it was the
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