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... hadn't even had the time to gather momentum.
Before The dark-furred wolf with amber eyes meets my gaze. Its body is tense, ears flicked forward, muscles coiled like a bowstring. The others shift behind it, waiting for a signal.
Waiting to strike.
Wolf snarls at my side, his fur bristling. My horse shifts nervously beneath me, sensing the danger.
I don't wait again.
I dig my heels into my horse's sides, urging her forward. She bolts, hooves pounding against ...
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