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Chapter 039 - A Fated Choice

Author: Amiash Mia
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-13 23:35:31

Kane’s POV

The days blur into nights. The nights stretch endlessly, empty and cold.

Kane drowns himself in duty.

He trains harder than ever, sparring until his muscles scream in protest, fighting until his knuckles are raw and bloodied. He takes on patrols, strategic planning, and diplomatic meetings with neighboring packs, anything to keep his mind occupied. Anything to keep from thinking about her.

But it doesn’t work.

No matter how much blood he spills on the training grounds, how many rogues he slaughters in battle, nothing fills the void Avery left behind.

She is in everything.

The way the moonlight touches the treetops reminds him of how her silver-blue eyes used to gleam with defiance. The scent of the wildflowers near the lake brings back memories of the one time he caught her smiling, truly smiling, when she thought no one was looking. Even his bed, his damn bed, feels foreign, too cold without her warmth beside him.

And the worst part? His wolf is miserable.

It howls inside
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