“Run, Aliyah. Don’t look back.” Those were her father’s final words, urgent and full of despair. Aliyah’s small legs shook beneath her, but she listened. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she ran. Her heart pounded and her lungs burned, but she never glanced behind her. The crackling of flames devouring her home and the feral growls of warring wolves were all the reminders she needed of the horror she fled. The forest was dark and thick. Branches scratched her and roots caught her feet, but she kept going. Smoke stung her eyes and throat. Behind her, chaos raged. Snarls, howls, and cries of agony echoed through the burning night. Her pack, the Light Star, was falling apart. She knew it the moment she saw her father, brutally wounded and now the weakest among them, make his final stand. He didn’t have the strength to win, but he had the courage to give her a chance. A chance to escape. A chance to live. Somewhere deep inside, she already knew he was gone. In that moment, memories
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