CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN: THE EXILE

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The three warriors and Ethan escorted her through the mountain. When the ground flattened and the trees thinned and the last marker stone came into view, they stopped. The scarred one pointed ahead. "Past that stone, you're out of Nightfang territory." Aria nodded. She stepped past the marker. The stone was rough and looked cold. It was covered in moss. Behind her, the warriors turned and walked away. Their footsteps faded. The mountains swallowed them. And then there was only silence and the wind and the long, empty stretch of land that belonged to no one. She was alone. Her first two days outside a pack were manageable. The bundle Marta gave her filled her stomach for two days and she kept filling the small flask of water from streams. She walked from dawn until the light bled out o

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