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Distance between heartbeats

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From the balcony, I watched the training grounds like they might answer the ache in my chest.

Damon stood at the center of the field, broad shoulders glistening with sweat, his voice carrying authority as he barked instructions to the warriors. Antonio had just joined him, speaking low but urgent. I couldn’t hear their words, but I didn’t need to. I felt it, the shift in the air, the tightening of Damon’s posture, the way his wolf stirred beneath his skin.

Trouble.

Later, Aria told me what happ
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    The morning after victory felt different.Not loud, not frantic, but full.For the first time in what felt like months, the breakfast hall was alive with warmth rather than tension. Sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows, spilling gold across the long polished table.And every seat was o

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    The D-day arrived faster than any of us were prepared for.The sky was still ink-dark when the first horns sounded across Red Moon territory. Torches burned along the courtyard walls, their flames bending in the early morning wind. Armor clinked. Boots struck stone. Low murmurs of warriors greeting

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    Cory remained in Red Moon.Not as a prisoner. Not as a guest, but Something in between.Damon had assigned him one of the eastern guest chambers which was heavily guarded but comfortably furnished. Two sentries stood outside at all hours. No one entered without permission. No one lingered near his

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    The morning sun spilled weakly through the clouds, casting long, pale streaks over the Red Moon Pack’s grounds. From my chamber, I could already hear whispers spreading like wildfire across the pack house. Wolves gathered in small clusters, their voices sharp with anxiety and suspicion. I pressed m

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-02
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