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Zara’s POV The air was crisp as I stood at the edge of the territory, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervous excitement. It had been six months. Six months of silence. Six months of peace. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no shadows lurking in the corners of my mind. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I was free. And I was ready to go home. Atlas stood before me, his golden eyes burning with unspoken emotion. He hadn’t changed—still as strong, still as breathtakingly commanding as the day we met. But there was something softer about him now. Something that told me he had waited for this moment, hoping, yet never forcing me into a decision I wasn’t ready to make. But I was ready now. “I never thought I’d see the day,” Atlas murmured, his voice deep and rich. “Zara, you’re back.” I stepped closer, inhaling his familiar scent—pine, rain, and something uniquely his. “I never should have left in the first place.” His jaw tensed, his hands
Zara’s POV The air was crisp as I stood at the edge of the territory, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervous excitement. It had been six months. Six months of silence. Six months of peace. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no shadows lurking in the corners of my mind. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I was free. And I was ready to go home. Atlas stood before me, his golden eyes burning with unspoken emotion. He hadn’t changed—still as strong, still as breathtakingly commanding as the day we met. But there was something softer about him now. Something that told me he had waited for this moment, hoping, yet never forcing me into a decision I wasn’t ready to make. But I was ready now. “I never thought I’d see the day,” Atlas murmured, his voice deep and rich. “Zara, you’re back.” I stepped closer, inhaling his familiar scent—pine, rain, and something uniquely his. “I never should have left in the first place.” His jaw tensed, his hands
Chapter 5: Returning to Atlas—A Bond Reclaimed(Zara’s POV)The road back to Atlas’s pack felt surreal. For six months, I had lived in a distant pack, training and healing, away from the chaos of my past. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no enemies lurking in the shadows. But I had been restless. Something inside me ached, not with fear, but with longing.I wanted to belong.And I knew where I belonged.The closer I got to Atlas’s territory, the more my wolf stirred inside me. She had been restless, urging me to return to the man who had once claimed me. Atlas had given me the freedom to leave, never demanding my return, but I knew he had never given up on me.I stood at the border, inhaling the familiar scent of pine, fresh rain, and something uniquely Atlas. A warmth spread through my chest.Then, a deep, commanding voice rang through the trees.“Zara.”I turned to see him.Atlas.He stood there, powerful and unwavering, his golden eyes locked onto mine. My heart skipped. He was the
Zara’s POV The air was crisp as I stood at the edge of the territory, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervous excitement. It had been six months. Six months of silence. Six months of peace. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no shadows lurking in the corners of my mind. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I was free. And I was ready to go home. Atlas stood before me, his golden eyes burning with unspoken emotion. He hadn’t changed—still as strong, still as breathtakingly commanding as the day we met. But there was something softer about him now. Something that told me he had waited for this moment, hoping, yet never forcing me into a decision I wasn’t ready to make. But I was ready now. “I never thought I’d see the day,” Atlas murmured, his voice deep and rich. “Zara, you’re back.” I stepped closer, inhaling his familiar scent—pine, rain, and something uniquely his. “I never should have left in the first place.” His jaw tensed, his hands flexing
Kaida’s POV** The crimson glow of dawn spilled over the treetops, casting long shadows through the dense forest. The chilling words from the letter still echoed in my mind. **She’s still watching.** Seren. Akira’s sister was out there, lurking beneath the cover of night. Waiting. Watching. A ghost clinging to the edges of our fragile peace. I clenched the parchment tighter in my hands, feeling the weight of the threat pressing against my chest. I knew what would come next. She wouldn’t stop until blood had been spilled—mine, Akira’s, or anyone who stood in her way. The packhouse stirred with life as the sun rose higher, warriors sharpening blades and reinforcing the outer walls. The air was heavy with anticipation. They sensed what was coming, even if no one dared speak it aloud. Atlas stood at the edge of the clearing, his golden eyes flicking toward the forest with every breath. His protective instincts surged through the bond between us—strong, unwavering. “She’s
Kaida’s POVThe first rogue lunged, its yellow eyes flashing in the dim light. The scent of damp earth and blood filled the clearing as Atlas’s wolf met the attack midair, a snarl ripping through the night. The battle erupted around us—claws slashing, teeth snapping. My heart pounded against my ribs, but I forced myself to stay **steady**. I had led them here. Now I had to **survive.** Akira was at my side, her breath ragged, eyes flicking through the shadows. I felt every wolf watching her—waiting for her to turn against us. But she didn’t. Not yet. “Hold the line!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the chaos. Crescent Moon warriors moved as one, forming a protective ring around the packhouse. Every muscle in my body screamed to fight—to prove I could protect them. But I couldn’t lose sight of what this battle was really about. Gregor. I scanned the clearing, searching the shadows for his yellow eyes. My claws curled at my sides, aching for revenge. Atlas’s