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Chapter 33: The Scent Of Ruin

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They smelled it before they saw them.

The pack house was awake early, wolves drifting in and out of the common rooms, low voices threading over the clatter of dishes and the thud of boots on wood. But beneath it all, another current slithered through the air—raw, unmistakable.

The scent of rage.

The scent of hunger.

The scent of their Alpha and Luna tangled in a way that set every nerve on edge.

Conversations faltered. Heads turned toward the hallway where Silas had vanished at dawn, where Nicole had yet to emerge. The silence was nervous, electric. A few wolves exchanged sharp looks, whispers starting in corners.

“Did you feel it last night?” one murmured, voice pitched low.

“Couldn’t sleep. The whole house felt… off.”

“Not off. Shaking. Like something broke.”

And then, footsteps.

Silas appeared first, his expression carved from stone. Shoulders squared, jaw locked, eyes giving nothing away. The weight of his silence was enough to choke the room. Every wolf lowered their gaze, instin
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