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Chapter 154

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I didn't expect warmth when I returned to Blackwood. But the cheers felt distant. My fears were louder.

Killian's hand was a steady anchor as we walked the final stretch toward home, his fingers intertwined with mine like he was afraid I might disappear if he loosened his grip even slightly.

He hadn't asked me a single question about what happened in the forest, hadn't demanded explanations for the blood on my clothes or the wild terror in my eyes.

He simply walked beside me, his presence solid and reassuring, occasionally squeezing my hand when he felt me falter.

The familiar path to Blackwood Pack territory stretched before us, every tree and stone marker a reminder of the life I had built here, the people who had become my family.

But something felt different now, like I was seeing everything through a veil of glass—present but not quite connected, safe but not quite secure. My wolf remained buried deep inside my consciousness, still too traumatized to surface, leaving me feelin
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