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Chapter 74
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2026-04-27 23:23:47
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Rowan POV The gathering is supposed to feel normal.That’s the intention behind it. After weeks of steady rebuilding and careful balance, the elders suggested it would help the pack to come together again in a way that wasn’t centered on duty or recovery. Something simple. Something familiar. A reminder that we are more than survival.And on the surface, it works.The clearing is lit with low fires, their glow casting warm light across the faces gathered around them. Voices carry easily through the night, laughter rising and falling without hesitation. There is food, shared without tension, and movement that feels natural instead of measured.To anyone else, this would look like peace.To me—It feels like something just beneath the surface is waiting.I stand near the edge of the clearing again, not hidden, but not in the center either. It gives me a clear view of everything without being pulled too deeply into it. My attention moves over the pack automatically, checking, assessing,
The Man I Buried Chapter 76
Rowan POV Something is wrong.I don’t need her to say it. I don’t need evidence laid out in clear words or visible signs that anyone else could point to. I feel it the moment she steps back into the village, the moment her presence settles into the space we share through the bond.It’s subtle.But it’s there.And once I notice it, I can’t ignore it.Lyra has always been controlled, especially after everything she went through. Even when she was breaking, even when grief hollowed her out from the inside, there was a kind of stillness to her that felt… consistent. Predictable in its weight.This isn’t that.This feels sharper.Unsteady in a way that doesn’t match anything I’ve seen from her before.When she tells me she went for a walk, I let her say it. I don’t interrupt. I don’t call it out immediately for what it is.A partial truth.Because she’s not lying.But she’s not telling me everything either.I can see it in the way her eyes hold mine just a fraction too long, like she’s me
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Lyra POV I don’t tell anyone what happened in the forest.Not Rowan. Not the elders. Not even the warriors who would normally be alerted immediately if anything unusual crossed our borders. I keep it buried inside me, locked behind calm expressions and controlled breathing, like it never happened at all.Because if I say it out loud, it becomes real in a different way.And I am not ready for that yet.When I return to the village, nothing looks different. Life continues the way it always does, steady and unaware of the storm that just passed through the forest. Wolves move between tasks, children run through the open spaces, and the scent of cooked food drifts through the air like any ordinary evening.But I am not the same.I feel it in every step I take.I stop at the edge of the main path, forcing myself to slow down before anyone notices something is wrong. My face has to stay neutral. My body has to stay steady. I cannot afford questions right now.Not when I do not have answer
The Man I Buried Chapter 74
Lyra POV It hits me all at once, without warning or mercy. One moment I am standing there trying to make sense of what I just felt, trying to hold onto logic and everything I know to be true, and the next moment I cannot breathe. My chest tightens so suddenly it feels like something invisible has wrapped around my lungs and squeezed. The air comes in shallow, uneven pulls that do not feel like enough, like no matter how much I inhale it will never reach where it needs to.My heart is racing too fast, too loud, pounding so hard it drowns out everything else. I press my hand against my chest as if that might steady it, as if I can force my body to slow down, but it does nothing. If anything, it makes me more aware of how out of control I am.Kael’s name crashes through my mind again, sharper this time, dragging everything else with it. I smelled him. I know I did. That was not memory, and it was not grief twisting reality into something it is not. It felt real. It was real.But it cann
The Man I Buried Chapter 73
Lyra POV It doesn’t make sense.That’s the first thing my mind does—reject it before I can even fully process it. Because it can’t be real. It shouldn’t be real. I know what I saw. I know what I buried. I know what I stood in front of and forced myself to accept even when every part of me refused to.Kael is dead.That truth is carved into me in ways nothing else ever has been.So when the scent hits me—Clear.Sharp.Unmistakable—My entire body locks.I stop mid-step, the path back to the village forgotten instantly, my breath catching in a way that feels almost painful. For a second, I don’t move. I don’t think. I just stand there, my senses flooding with something that shouldn’t exist.Kael.It’s him.Not faint.Not imagined.Not something my mind is twisting out of grief or memory.It’s there.Real.Present.I inhale again, deeper this time, like I’m trying to prove myself wrong.But it only gets stronger.The scent wraps around me, familiar in a way that hits harder than anyth
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Lyra POV I don’t move right away.Even after they disappear into the trees, even after their scent begins to thin and scatter just enough to make pursuit less certain, I stay where I am, my body still, my senses stretched wide.Because something about it doesn’t feel finished.It should.They came. They revealed themselves. They left.That should be the end of it.But it isn’t.The forest hasn’t settled.The air still feels wrong.I inhale slowly, searching for what’s left behind, for anything I might have missed in the moment when everything shifted too quickly to fully process.Their scent lingers faintly, broken now, harder to follow, but not gone.Two.Still just two.No—I pause.My head tilts slightly, my focus sharpening as I draw in another breath.There’s something else.Fainter than the second scent had been before.So faint I almost dismiss it.Almost.But instinct doesn’t let me.My chest tightens slightly.That wasn’t there before.I’m sure of it.I shift my stance, turn
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Kael POV The village had grown quiet by the time the moon climbed high above the trees.Most of the warriors had already turned in after the evening meal. The patrol schedules for the next few days had been posted, and the clearing that had been buzzing all afternoon now sat in near silence.But I
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