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Make a decision your highness
Nolan entered the throne with his fists clenched, ignoring the greetings of the council of elders and Emma. When he arrived at his throne, he motioned for everyone to take a seat and began the conversation about the shadows. "The shadows have returned," he declared. Because Kian had briefed them earlier about the shadows and how they had gone after the Eastern pack, the elders did not react and simply stared at the king. "Apparently, Alpha Ferus' pack was attacked, and we all know how the shadows are the worst creatures from hell," Nolan recalled, and they all nodded in agreement. "My grandfather had fought them along with the witches, vampires, and other realms that were affected, sealing them away, but no one expected them to reappear! We must fight them before they take over everything
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