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chapter fifteen: The Echo of war

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The scent of iron still hung in the air. Even though the battlefield had been cleared, and the rogues’ bodies burned to ash beneath the watchful eyes of the pack, I could still feel the chaos clawing at my skin. The howls. The blood. The sound of Damien's ragged breathing as he was dragged off, half-dead. All of it pulsed through her memory like a drumbeat i couldn’t silence. I screamed and tried to follow the healers who took Damien, but I was pushed away by Serena.

So I was here sulking and waiting for the news. For the first time ever, the whole pack was silent,

Kaelen had not left my side. His presence was a constant, grounding force, the weight of his hand lingering at my back as though he could feel every tremor in my bones. His golden eyes flicked across the courtyard, tracking every shadow, every movement. He was a king even here, after the fight, commanding with nothing more than his aura. But with me—only with me—he was something else, too.

“Drink,” he orde
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