Malrik's POV They call me the Hand of Silence. The One Who Casts the Longest Shadow. Names lose meaning after centuries, though. What matters is control, and purpose, and keeping chaos chained at the edge of the world.And yet, even now, with the full weight of the Dark Council bent beneath my voice, my mind keeps drifting elsewhere.Bella.Her name lingers like a thorn in my breath. Distracting.I remember the first time I saw her — clearly broken, but not crushed. That's the type I've always been drawn to. A young woman with fire behind her betrayal. Most who betray their pack run with shame, with regret. She held none of that. Only bitterness, and hunger — for power, for recognition, for something more than the Moonlight Pack ever let her be.She was cast out after her deception — the plot to swap Bran's fated mate for a rogue's child in disguise. Bold, if foolish. When it failed, she expected death. Instead, they handed her to the rogues before I ever crossed her path, and somehow
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