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The Night They Almost Lost

Penulis: Tyson Roy
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The wind tore across the walls of Moonrise, shrieking like something wounded. Banners snapped in the dark, their edges frayed and soaked. The scent in the air had shifted—metallic, sharp, full of the storm that hadn’t come yet but would. Everyone felt it.

The pack had only just begun to exhale. Old Moonrise wolves and new rogues still moved carefully around each other, building something that felt like peace. After the bonfire, after the vows, there had been laughter. Sleep. Hope.

But even in that calm, Xander didn’t rest. He paced long after the fire burned low. Aria heard his voice late into the night, giving orders, checking posts. Always on edge. Always ready.

She tried to sleep beside their daughter. The soft rhythm of tiny breaths comforted her, even as her own pulse stayed fast. She was tired in a way that lived deep in her bones, but something kept her awake. Maybe it was the way the wind felt too loud. Or the promise she had made to her child.

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