The first light of dawn broke over the jagged granite spires of the Iron-Tooth Defile with the crystalline clarity of polished diamond. Inside his grand heated pavilion at the center of the canyon, Alpha Korvin was awakened by his personal valet bearing a silver tray with warm spiced tea and dried figs. Korvin sat up upon his feather mattress, stretching his lean, muscular arms, a confident smirk playing across his…
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