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... e a branch under too much snow.
"What?"
Beckett brushed past her, boots crunching frost. His eyes flicked to the trees ahead , a ring of birch, their trunks bent inward like ribs guarding a throat too hungry to spit out its secrets.
"There," he said. "Feel it?"
Magnolia closed her eyes. The wolf at her center pressed its snout to the hush , ears pinned, hackles bristling. Beneath the hush, something pulsed , faint but steady, like a heartbeat beneath frozen earth. ...
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