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Author: Bella Fyre
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64

(Kathryn’s POV)

The dining hall glowed with soft candlelight and the warm hum of voices. Long tables stretched end to end, dressed in white linen and polished silver. The air carried the scent of roasted meats and fresh bread, layered with the subtle tension of too many powerful wolves forced to be civil under the same roof.

I sat at Tyler’s right, as Celia instructed Luna's place, close enough that every wolf could see where my loyalty lay. He rested a hand on my knee beneath the table, his thumb tracing lazy circles that betrayed none of the simmering authority in his voice whenever he spoke.

To my left sat Mirella, her posture regal and her wine untouched. Across from us, the other Alphas and their Lunas formed a tight arc of polite smiles and guarded eyes. Plates clinked. Cutlery scraped. Conversation rose and fell like the cautious flick of tails before a fight.

Celia leaned behind me, pouring more wine into my glass before gliding down the line to check plates and w
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    165 (Tyler’s POV) Kate was already leaning across the table again, her eyes shining as she and Celia debated music and seating. I let them talk, but my gaze stayed fixed on Kate, memorizing the flush in her cheeks, the way her hands traced invisible lanterns in the air. She looked happy and safe. For once. And yet my chest tightened. Less than two months until the Solstice. Less than two months until she was meant to give birth. It was too much too close together. When Celia excused herself to fetch more paper, I slipped from Kate’s side and followed her into the corridor. She glanced back at me, one brow arched. “You’re going to tell me I’ve let her plan too much already, aren’t you?” I shook my head, lowering my voice so it wouldn’t carry. “No. She needs this. But I need you to keep her from overdoing it. Watch her carefully, Celia. If she starts pushing herself too hard, if she starts ignoring the strain I expect you to pull her back.” Her eyes softened, though there was stee

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