Blackfeather Woods The demons of our past lives

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Kove was far from the prince’s site of return, patrolling the border directly opposite of him. For this reason, he was thankful to find that the howl was not entirely unanswered as he arrived, the mute wolf noticed; she did not hold his attention for any longer than it took him to greet her, however. Within seconds, he was upon them, staring at the darkest of the pair in disbelief. “Damien?” he questioned, needing confirmation to ensure his eyes and nose were not fooling him.