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When the Past Meets the Night

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The night was colder than the one before. Snow lay thick on the ground, and the trees stood like dark guards in the moonlight. Lyra could not sleep. Her thoughts twisted and turned like restless shadows. Isla lay beside her, warm and unaware, her small chest rising and falling with each soft breath.

Lyra rose quietly, wrapped her cloak around her shoulders, and moved to the window. The moon was bright, but the forest was too still. The air felt heavy, as if it was holding its breath. And then she saw it;movement between the trees. A dark shape. Watching.

Her heart quickened.

She turned, whispering, “Stay asleep, Isla… just sleep.”

Outside, Damien waited at the edge of the clearing, his wolves a silent line at his back. His breath left clouds in the freezing air. His senses sharpened. The forest reeked of danger.

“Alpha,” his beta said softly, “they are close. Do we strike first?”

Damien’s jaw tightened. “No. We protect her and the child. Keep the eastern side guarded.”

His eyes linger
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