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That night, the sky above Pack Altair was covered with glittering stars. The night breeze blew gently, caressing the leaves and carrying the distinctive scent of damp forest soil. Inside his quarters, Enne sat on the edge of the bed, fiddling with his fingers restlessly. It had been several days since his secret training with Stella and until now, he still hadn't found the courage to speak to Altair."You must persuade him, Enne. If anyone can do it, it's you." Stella's words were still ringing in her head.Enne sighed heavily. It was not an easy thing to do. Not because she didn't want to be honest, but because every time she tried to open her mouth, her tongue felt numb. Altair, with his cold calm demeanor, always managed to make her lose her nerve at the last moment. But that didn't mean she gave up.Throughout the day, Enne tried to find the right time. Several times, he found himself face to face with Altair, but when the man's piercing gaze traced his face, his guts shrank. Ever

That morning, the sun filtered in through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the room with a soft golden light. The morning air was still cool, even though winter had already passed. Enne sat on the side of the bed, his fingers playing with the ends of the thin scarf wrapped around his neck. It was not his habit to wear a scarf indoors, but this time he felt he needed it.Meanwhile, Altair was still lying on the bed, one arm bent behind his head, his eyes watching Enne with his usual relaxed expression. He could feel the subtle tension from the girl, especially after the night they had spent together. Altair did not regret it-not in the slightest. In fact, this was something that should have happened a long time ago.However, before they could talk further, the door to the room opened without warning."Good morning, new couple!" Stella appeared with leisurely steps, a meaningful smile etched on her face. "How did you sleep last night? Good?"Enne was shocked to death and almost jum

The morning sky stretched over the village, its orange tinge fading into a soft blue as the sun rose slowly from the horizon. However, for Enne, this morning was not as bright as it should have been. His mind was still in turmoil, raging with questions that never found answers. Lynx... She was sure she heard her inner wolf's voice, but it was only for a brief moment.Currently, she stood by the window of her room, staring out blankly. A gentle breeze blew against her skin, but it was not enough to dispel the uneasiness that ruled her chest."Still thinking about it?"Altair's deep, calm voice broke her reverie. He had just finished putting on a shirt, his black hair still a little messy after waking up. His gaze was sharp yet gentle as he approached and stood behind Enne, both hands resting on his waist.Enne sighed. "I'm sure I heard Lynx, but when I tried to talk to him... like before, he disappeared again."Altair stared at Enne's reflection in the window glass. "Maybe he needs mor

Enne walked slowly along the corridor, carrying a tray of steaming hot food. Only the sound of her footsteps could be heard, echoing off the stone walls of Altair's pack house.To be honest, she was a little nervous. Altair would be furious if he found out he was taking over Jessica's duty to deliver food to Nathalie. Not because he cared whether Nathalie ate or not, but because he didn't want Enne to be in danger.But Enne felt she had to do this.Nathalie had remained silent ever since they brought her to the pack house. No answers, no resistance, not even a curse like prisoners who refused to be detained would usually utter. It was as if she had completely shut herself off from all of them.And Enne wanted to know why.When she arrived in front of the room where Nathalie was locked up, she caught her breath, then knocked gently on the door."Come in," came the voice from inside, flat and emotionless.Enne opened the door slowly.The room was quite cozy compared to the cold and damp

The night wind crept into the cave where Andhara was hiding, bringing with it a chill that pierced to his bones. He leaned against the rough stone wall, his body tired after days of being directionless.His eyes stared blankly into the darkness, but his mind was much darker than that. Ever since then-since he failed to protect himself, failed to protect his inner wolf, failed to maintain control-the voices in his head had been getting more and more intense."Shut up."He pressed the sides of his head together, his fingers gripping his own hair. However, the voice did not disappear. It remained, whispering, demanding, threatening."You think you can run from me? From us?"That voice was not his inner wolf. Andhara knew. Her inner wolf was supposed to be a part of her, not an alien force lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to take control.But he couldn't hear his inner wolf anymore. Just like Enne.Damn it.He closed his eyes, trying to control her ragged breathing. He