The Great Hall was swiftly cleared of enemy corpses and bathed in the warm, golden light of thirty newly lit torches. Fifty Royal Lycans stood in a protective perimeter along the stone walls, their silver halberds held at attention. Two hundred pack civilians—mothers, children, elders, and wounded vanguard soldiers—filled the benches, their faces wet with tears of relief and reverence as they looked upon their true Queen standing on the…
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