NATHAN'S POV He gave a small, gruff nod and went back to organizing supplies. I stayed where I was, the pendants resting in my hand. The runes were simple – wards of protection, shaped by memory, bound in intention. Not just for safety. For connection. A way for them to feel their father’s presence, even when I wasn’t there.Because I hadn’t been there. Not when it mattered.But that was going to change.I stepped out of the tent, letting the cold hit me full in the face. The camp was quiet now. Wolves moved silently between shadows, preparing. There was no laughter, no idle talk. Just focus. Just purpose.I looked up at the sky.The moon hung above me, full and watching, its light casting long shadows across the camp.The moonlight felt heavier tonight, like it knew what was coming.I stayed outside the tent for a few more minutes, letting the cold bite into me. Grounded me. My wolf stirred beneath the surface, calm but alert. He knew we were getting closer. Not just to Victoria, bu
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