THE SCENTOF SILVER
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📖 CHAPTER 2 – THE SCENT OF SILVER
His wolf surged forward, not with aggression—but with focus so intense it bordered on hunger. Energy flickered beneath his skin, the ember-lines brightening as something deeper responded—something that hadn’t stirred in years.
His fingers curled slowly at his sides, heat gathering in his palms without release.
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“What is that…” Ronan muttered, his tone shifting as he caught the change in Jay Kael’s stance.
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Jay Kael didn’t answer.
Because the pull—
Was undeniable now.
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It didn’t call to him like prey.
Didn’t provoke him like an enemy.
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It drew him in.
Wrapped tight around his senses, sliding under his skin like it had always belonged there.
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His pulse shifted.
Once.
Then again.
Stronger.
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“It’s east,” he said finally, voice lower—rougher—like it had been dragged from somewhere deeper than control.
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Ronan’s brow furrowed. “Silver Star.”
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The name darkened something in Jay Kael instantly.
Polished wolves.
Controlled appearances.
Weakness hidden behind order.
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“They requested a treaty meeting,” Ronan added carefully.
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A quiet scoff left Jay Kael.
“Of course they did.”
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Talk.
Negotiation.
Peace.
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Useless things.
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“Decline it,” he said.
But the moment the words left him—
The scent hit again.
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Stronger.
Closer.
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🔥 End Chapter 2
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