THE SCENTOF SILVER
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š CHAPTER 2 ā THE SCENT OF SILVER
His wolf surged forward, not with aggressionābut with focus so intense it bordered on hunger. Energy flickered beneath his skin, the ember-lines brightening as something deeper respondedāsomething that hadnāt stirred in years.
His fingers curled slowly at his sides, heat gathering in his palms without release.
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āWhat is thatā¦ā Ronan muttered, his tone shifting as he caught the change in Jay Kaelās stance.
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Jay Kael didnāt answer.
Because the pullā
Was undeniable now.
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It didnāt call to him like prey.
Didnāt 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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āItās east,ā he said finally, voice lowerārougherālike it had been dragged from somewhere deeper than control.
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Ronanās brow furrowed. āSilver Star.ā
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The name darkened something in Jay Kael instantly.
Polished wolves.
Controlled appearances.
Weakness hidden behind order.
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āThey requested a treaty meeting,ā Ronan added carefully.
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A quiet scoff left Jay Kael.
āOf course they did.ā
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Talk.
Negotiation.
Peace.
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Useless things.
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āDecline it,ā he said.
But the moment the words left himā
The scent hit again.
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Stronger.
Closer.
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š„ End Chapter 2
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