Reclaiming her Heritage: Silver Claws

cellar. I've stretched out my body and picked ou

the stairs. Although I don't have enhanced abilities as I don't have a wolf, my senses h

pressing closer to the wine

. I expected to see Niamh or, worse, Fiona,

rged from the shadows, his face a m

bout freedom, you sure get locked up a lot," h

ot in my chest. "It's a talent," I mutt

smirk softening into somet

in the cellar was nothing new-it was one of Niamh's favorite g

cing a smile. "Thanks f

plied, his voic

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that I wasn't completely alone in this pack. The moment we stepped into

air like a blade. "Aoife! Where is

t and held up the bottle I'd gra

ips curling into a sneer. "About time. Honestly

head down and said nothing. Fiona thrived on powe

snapped. "And don't show you

eed to be

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ced. Every day in this pack was a fight-not just for survival

eke-the two people who made life bearable. Tara, with her endless wisdom a

see me escape the Nightshade Pack and

my reality. It wasn't just a school-it was freedom. A chance to prove to my

there woul

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The smell of herbs and antiseptic filled t

ked, her eyes twinkl

I admitted, pul

had an uncanny ability to read between the li

and lavender. "Why don't you start with the

oothed my frayed nerves, and for a while

eeting thing in th

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meet Zeke for another sparring session, the

ial, Aoife? That you're b

s blocking the path, their expressio

don

all know you're just a charity case. No wolf,

ip, each one digging into

raightened my spine, meeting her glare head-on. "If

ourself," she hissed, "You don't belong here." She shoved past

ong to meet Zeke. The weight of Niamh's words echoing in

ade Pack since I was six. But hearing it said aloud, with such

ing grounds, Zeke was already waiting.

happ

e," I said, shaking of

sh. Instead, he gestured to the open space

uth lifted in a fai

ounterstrike an outlet for the frustration boiling inside me. Zek

ttle while,

serious. "Aoife, there's something you need to know,"

ne, and I knew-whatever he was abo