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Chapter 155

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Rosalee's Point of View

The run begins to slow as Jensen eases his pace, and the pack instinctively follows. The thudding of paws lessens, heavy breaths filling the air as we start to gather beneath the trees where the ceremony first began. My own breathing is deep but steady, my chest rising and falling with a pulse of energy that still crackles just beneath my skin. I feel alive, more than I ever have before. My limbs hum with strength, my soul sings with joy.

I’ve never felt anything like this.

The bond of the pack thrums around me like a heartbeat, and I know, this is where I belong.

We slip into the cover of the trees, returning to the place where we first shifted. One by one, the others begin changing back, laughter and quiet chatter already picking up in the distance. I do the same, my body stretching and reshaping until I’m human once more, standing in the quiet of the woods.

Quickly, I pull my dress over my head, the soft fabric falling around me as I smooth it down. I scoop
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