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Chapter 63

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KAIA'S POV:

Lucien waits for me at the edge of the woods just past sunrise, his hands tucked deep into the pockets of his jacket, posture stiff like he’s bracing for impact.

Dew clings to the tall grass, and the forest is quiet, maybe too quiet. Even the birds seem to know where we’re going, well... Everyone except me.

“I thought you might want to see it,” he says without meeting my eyes. “Where we used to live.”

Damn.

Something heavy lodges in my chest. “The old pack house?”

He nods once. “What’s left of it.”

Sheesh... Way to kill my mood.

We walk in silence. The woods are dense here, the sun barely touching the forest floor. I step carefully between roots and wet moss, following Lucien’s broad shoulders and bowed head. I’ve seen him angry. I’ve seen him cold. But I’ve never seen him… quiet.

The air thickens the deeper we go, like grief lives in the trees here. Every crunch of leaves underfoot feels louder than it should.

Finally, Lucien stops in front of a t
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    KAIA'S POV: Lucien waits for me at the edge of the woods just past sunrise, his hands tucked deep into the pockets of his jacket, posture stiff like he’s bracing for impact. Dew clings to the tall grass, and the forest is quiet, maybe too quiet. Even the birds seem to know where we’re going, well... Everyone except me. “I thought you might want to see it,” he says without meeting my eyes. “Where we used to live.”Damn. Something heavy lodges in my chest. “The old pack house?”He nods once. “What’s left of it.”Sheesh... Way to kill my mood. We walk in silence. The woods are dense here, the sun barely touching the forest floor. I step carefully between roots and wet moss, following Lucien’s broad shoulders and bowed head. I’ve seen him angry. I’ve seen him cold. But I’ve never seen him… quiet. The air thickens the deeper we go, like grief lives in the trees here. Every crunch of leaves underfoot feels louder than it should. Finally, Lucien stops in front of a t

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