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A Vampire Among Wolves

last update publish date: 2025-09-16 16:03:17

Lucien’s POV

The first thing that strikes me is the silence, or, rather, the controlled energy. Not the chaotic, twitching tension I have felt in other packs, especially among wolves. This place, this villa perched on the Tahoe mountains, hums with order and trust. And it humbles me.

I step onto the training grounds, early morning mist curling around my boots, and I see them. Darian, Lysander, and Elysia, already stretching, already practicing moves I would have scoffed at back in New Orleans.
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