Two leagues north of Blackwood Keep, in the frozen shadows of the lower Devil's Tooth pass, Alpha Rowan Blackwood dismounted his black war stallion, his boots crunching deeply into the wind-sculpted snow. Behind him stood Master Kaelen, the premier tracking archon of the northern territories—a reclusive, half-blind elder she-wolf whose sense of scent was legendary across three continents. Beside Kaelen were four massive Blood-Hounds of Valen, their iron muzzles dripping…
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