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... tch territory, everything felt wrong.
The air was thicker. Heavy, like walking through invisible walls.
The trees around us looked warped, twisted into unnatural shapes, their roots like clawed fingers trying to drag us under.
"Fuck," Kane muttered, his wolf on high alert. "It reeks of magic here."
No shit.
The witches didn’t just live in these woods. They owned them.
They bent the land to their will, made sure anyone who entered without permission ...
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