Once upon a time, ice dragons had freely roamed the Seven Circles, hunting demons and whatever other creatures they desired. During one of the darkest hours in our history, the seven alphas from each pack planned a coordinated attack, carving a blood-drenched swath across the realm, terrorizing all. Unlike most creatures, ice dragons didn’t always hunt to eat. They liked killing. And they’d unleashed all their darkest desires on each House of Sin. The loss of life had been staggering. So, more than a hundred years ago, I’d negotiated the first peace treaty between the dragons and my brothers.
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