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e last time. The painted red letters, "Welcome Hom
rders, I had held our world together. Two long years of managing Pack crises alone, of silent dinners and a cold bed. I ran the Blackwood Pack as it
t echoed from the vall
A thunderous cheer rolled across the lawn as everyone surged t
the folds of my silver-white dress, feeling like the eight
ing in the center of the manicured lawn. The one in
nd a new scar above his eyebrow only made him look more ruggedly handsome. He was
froze o
an out. A small, fragile-looking woman, her hand resting protectively over a swollen belly. A lit
e that was a strange mix of timidity and challenge. She pressed hers
ied, replaced by a th
f an Alpha. "This is Julianne Gonzalez, and her son, Tuan. During
in my ears. The eyes of the pack were on me, hundreds of them, a
d dreamt of for two years held no joy, no relief of
hild toward me, each step
hard as stone. "They are my chosen family. From now on, they are pa
nd is sacred and unbreakable, ordained by the Moon Goddess herself. There was no such thing
of me, his
silence. "It's so good to meet you, sist
I stared at her fake smile, at the chil
cheeks. All I felt was a deep, spreading cold
rrowed. His voice was sharp. "Dawn. D
r the first time, I saw that there was no
ixed on him. Using every ounce of strength I
home, Alp
whispered in the dark. It was a declarat
a flicker of shock in th
way through the stunned
ing murmur of whispers and
m, though each one felt li
he empty Luna's suite. I shut t
ntil I was sitting on the floor. I finally al
tiful, mocking display of light. In the midst of the ultimate humiliation and heartbreak, my only thought w
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