“They don’t beat us. They feed us.”“They treat even the beastkin like equals.”“Maybe… maybe this time, it will be different.”A young girl, no older than Ank-Hum’s son, asked her mother quietly, “Mama, can I be like the soldiers one day? Wear their uniform?” Her mother hushed her quickly, but Ank-Hum caught the look in her eyes—wonder, not fear.That night, Star City was eerily quiet. Not from dread, but from rest. For the first time, no drunken nobles screamed in the streets, no guards beat passersby for amusement. Instead, lamps glowed steadily on every corner where Aeternum soldiers kept watch.Ank-Hum lay with his family in the camp tent. The ground was hard, but blankets were warm, and his children slept soundly with full stomachs. He stared up at the canvas ceiling, heart racing with a strange, unfamiliar feeling—safety.“Is this what freedom feels like?” he whispered to himself.From outside, Sergeant Lois’s voice carried, shouting orders to his squad. The Wolf-Demi-Human’s t
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