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Dax felt a heavy burden with his dark secret, paced restlessly under the moonlit sky. The silver rays cast a haunting glow upon his fur, mirroring the turmoil within his heart. Guilt weighed heavily upon him as he contemplated the choices that had led him astray. He had succumbed to the forbidden allure of Blaire, the sister of his beloved mate, Aria.

As the night waned, Dax knew that he could no longer evade the consequences of his actions. The following morning, as dawn painted the horizon with hues of gold, he received an urgent summons from the Werewolf Council. This assembly of esteemed leaders governed the affairs of the werewolf community.

With a heavy heart and a mind clouded by remorse, Dax made his way to the grand council chambers. The air crackled with a mixture of anticipation and tension as he entered the room. The council members, dignified and wise, were gathered around a circular table adorned with traditional lycan paraphernalia.

The meeting was strictly private and c