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Chapter 40 – A Pack Becoming

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The morning light fell soft on the courtyard, the pale gold of it brushing across the repaired stones and the newly steady shimmer of the barrier above. For the first time in days, the hybrids woke without urgency. Their bodies still ached, but the sharp tension that had hung in the air since the Messenger’s visit was gone, replaced by something quieter: a sense of weight settling rather than pressing.

There was no training horn, no barked orders from Damian. Instead, one by one, they drifted into the courtyard, drawn to its calm. Mia came first, walking across the cool cobblestones with bare feet, Snowy’s voice murmuring in the back of her mind. Then Jonas and Kira, carrying mugs of something hot. Antonella and Mike followed, talking quietly, with Leif trailing a few steps behind. Damian appeared last, a silent shadow leaning against one of the columns, watching them gather.

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