In the grand vault beneath Blackwood Keep, thirty feet below the frozen bedrock, Alpha Rowan Blackwood stood before the open iron door of the ancestral strongroom. Beside him stood Elder Corin and Master Harek, the chief runemaster of the northern packs. The air in the subterranean vault was damp, freezing, and heavy with the scent of ozone and decaying magic. In the center of the chamber stood the Treaty Pedestal—a…
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