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... e air shifted the moment we crossed the threshold of trees. The crisp bite of mountain wind was gone, smothered by a damp heaviness that clung to the skin. Mist curled at the roots, weaving around our boots as if the forest itself meant to swallow us whole.
Branches creaked above us, the sound like whispers slipping through the mist. I stuck close to Alvar, one hand on the crimson wolves’ fur, the other gripping my cookie-crumbed bag like it contained holy relics.
"Okay, okay, ma ...
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