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We can't hate you

Author: Aminu
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Chapter 60

Aurora’s POV

The elder who told the story leaned forward, her lined face glowing in the firelight.

“You’ve come to the right place, child,” she said. “Strength is not only muscle or claws. Our gift, as omegas, is to bring out what lies hidden. To remind wolves of who they are when they’ve forgotten—or when they’re too afraid to see it themselves.”

A murmur of agreement passed around the circle. The adults’ eyes softened, the children watched with wide-eyed wonder, and Oliver clapped his hands together with boyish enthusiasm.

“Tonight,” the elder continued, “we will help you call your wolf.”

My breath caught. “You… can do that?”

She smiled knowingly. “Not for ourselves—we don’t need to. But for others? Yes. That is what we are meant to do.”

They shifted closer around me, the circle tightening. The fire blazed higher, fed with herbs someone tossed into the flames, and the air filled with a sharp, earthy scent. The adults began to hum low, steady notes that thr
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    Chapter 60 Aurora’s POV The elder who told the story leaned forward, her lined face glowing in the firelight. “You’ve come to the right place, child,” she said. “Strength is not only muscle or claws. Our gift, as omegas, is to bring out what lies hidden. To remind wolves of who they are when they’ve forgotten—or when they’re too afraid to see it themselves.” A murmur of agreement passed around the circle. The adults’ eyes softened, the children watched with wide-eyed wonder, and Oliver clapped his hands together with boyish enthusiasm. “Tonight,” the elder continued, “we will help you call your wolf.” My breath caught. “You… can do that?” She smiled knowingly. “Not for ourselves—we don’t need to. But for others? Yes. That is what we are meant to do.” They shifted closer around me, the circle tightening. The fire blazed higher, fed with herbs someone tossed into the flames, and the air filled with a sharp, earthy scent. The adults began to hum low, steady notes that thr

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