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NINETY-NINE

Penulis: Evelyn Scott
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-20 04:22:28

Kael’s POV

Our chamber was the biggest in the pack. As I entered the big room, I felt peace. It had been a long time since I felt this kind of peace, deep, quiet, and whole.

The soft glow of the moon spilled through the tall glass windows, casting pale light over the white stone walls and polished floors. Heavy velvet curtains moved gently with the breeze, and the scent of fresh pine and lavender drifted in from outside. A low fire burned in the hearth, its soft crackling adding to the stillness of the night.

Aria stood by the window, her arms wrapped around herself as she looked out into the night sky. She wore one of the long silk robes the maids had left in our room, dark blue, like midnight. The fabric clung to her curves in a way that made my throat dry. But it wasn’t just how beautiful she looked. It was how still she seemed. How strong.

She turned slowly when she heard me come in.

“You finally came,” she said with a small smile.

“I couldn’t stay away,” I replied, closing the do
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    Alpha Lucien’s POV“Alpha, they’re from the North Region pack,” one of the soldiers said, standing at attention just inside my war room.I slowly turned to face him. “What?”The words didn’t make sense at first. The North Region pack? No. That couldn’t be. They never got involved in the affairs of others. Never meddled. Never intervened. They were a silent giant, feared and respected by all. Unreachable. Unshakable.The soldier lowered his head slightly but repeated himself. “The warriors who took Gracie’s family and attacked us…. they belong to the North Region pack.”A slow silence filled the room like a fog. My blood cooled.The North Region pack was the most powerful in all of werewolf lands. Ruthless. Disciplined. Loyal to no one but their own. They hadn’t attended a single summit in over a decade. They didn’t trade. They didn’t take sides. They didn’t open their borders. They were ghosts behind fortress walls. And yet somehow… they had rescued Gracie’s family?That made no sense

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