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The Quiet that Follows Power

작가: Erica Owen
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-07-06 00:07:17

POV: Nova

The full moon was two nights away, but Nova felt its pressure long before it showed its face.

Not in her bones—that part of her had dulled long ago—but in the eyes of the wolves who whispered in her presence, the weight of their glances, the shift in their posture when they realized she was no longer hiding. They didn’t question why she returned. They didn’t dare ask. The rumors had done their work, and now fear was walking quietly at her side.

She stood at the edge of a forgotten watchtower deep in the southern glade, where the wind moved in slow, patient circles, and the trees leaned like they remembered. The stone beneath her boots was cracked, moss crawling through the seams. Above her, the sky churned in pale blue and steel gray, waiting for dusk.

Behind her, Ressa paced with her arms folded, steps short and clipped with impatience.

“The vote didn’t remove her,” Ressa said, not bothering to soften her voice. “She held the seat by two margins. Two.”

Nova didn’t turn arou
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