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Author: Bella Fyre
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172

(Tyler’s POV)

The party swelled after the speeches, music picking up again, wolves crowding the courtyard to dance, feast, and drink until their laughter echoed into the trees. For the first time in far too long, my people’s voices weren’t weighed down by suspicion or grief.

Kate lingered at my side for a time, smiling as Celia pulled her into conversations, nodding to the greetings of Rowan’s Luna, laughing at something Katie whispered in her ear. But I noticed the weariness creeping into her movements, the way her hand lingered on her stomach a heartbeat longer than usual. She caught my eye across the throng and gave me a soft, reassuring before slipping away toward the trees.

I let her go. Fool that I was, I thought she only wanted a moment to herself.

(Kathryn’s POV)

The celebration was alive with music and laughter, but my chest felt tight. Too many voices, too many eyes, all of it pressing in. I smiled when I needed to, laughed when I should, but beneath it all, I just
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