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ight across the sacred grounds of Frostveil Peaks. Tonight, under the full m
a pack had gathered, their eyes reflecting the moonlight like stars scattered across the mountainside. The ceremonial clo
leader of the Glaciara pack, golden eyes blazing with the certainty of victory. At twenty-five, he commanded respect through b
the authority that had never been questioned. "Daughter of the winter wi
ark-a manifestation of their wolf spirit, their connection to the lunar goddess who governed their kind. Hers had
k blazed golden against his dark skin. "The Moon Goddess herself wills this union. Our
o had whispered poison in Kieran's ear for months, her lips curved in a satisfied smirk. The Council of Elder
ctation, duty, and a life where her voice would never matter. She had watched her mother fade under suc
accept her place in their carefully ordered world. The auroras pulsed o
ject
d crystalline in the sudden silence. For a heartbeat,
haos e
tincts screaming that something fundamental had just been shattered.
ir itself seem to crackle. His massive frame trembled with barely con
he mountain peaks. "You insult my bloodline! You sp
ed brighter, silver light cutting through the aurora's glow like a blade. "I wou
hment, others for her to be stripped of her Glaciara name. But Reign
s ancient voice crackling with authority. "The Moon Goddess ch
oice carrying clearly across the
like a physical thing. Even th
that his eyes glowed like molten gold, claws extending from his fingertips. "Council! Bear witn
with false concern. "Such words poison the pack's unity. H
n could smell their fear, their anger, their need for s
intoned, his voice carrying the weight of centuries. "By your own words, you have rejected t
through her veins. But she felt no regret, only a strange sens
tripped of your pack name, your bloodmark burned from your flesh, and cast i
his rage. When he spoke, his voice was low, meant for her ears alone. "Y
r breath misting between the
voice carrying across the mountain peaks. "So be it! Let all wolves know-the one who was Reign Winte
n leaned close one final time. His words were bar
, girl. And when you're dying alone
sickly green. In the distance, something howled-not a wolf,
it beneath layers of ice and fury. She had made he
e wit
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