By dawn, the torrential rain had softened into a gentle, mist-laden drizzle that draped the ancient evergreen slopes of Mount Olympus in shimmering silver dew. Supported by a sturdy walking staff of polished mountain ash that Kieran had personally carved for her, Maya followed the Alpha down the eastern corridor of the Blackfang Fortress. Her right knee was tightly bound with a compression wrap infused with arnica and witch hazel,…
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