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AVAI lay on the cold floor, my heart heavy with the weight of my father's words. The pain and anger still lingered, but I knew I couldn't let it consume me. I had to find a way out of this place, no matter what it took.My wolf spark, usually a source of strength and comfort, felt weak and dormant. I couldn't rely on it to get me out of this situation. I had to use my human ingenuity to figure out a plan.But for now, I was too weak to even move. The emotional toll of my conversation with my father had drained me, and all I could do was lay there, feeling defeated. My body felt heavy, my limbs weighed down by the despair that threatened to overwhelm me.As I lay there, I drifted off into a dream. In my dream, I was running through the forest in my wolf form, feeling the wind in my fur and the sun on my back. I was free, unencumbered by the chains of my prison cell.But I wasn't alone. A male wolf ran beside me, his gray fur glistening in the sunlight. We ran together, our paws pou

AVAI walked into the council chambers, the weight of everyone's gaze upon me. I had been summoned here once again, and I had no idea what to expect. As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on the familiar faces of the council members, their expressions stern and serious.But one pair of eyes caught my attention, and my heart skipped a beat. Prince Cane's eyes met mine, and I saw confusion etched on his face. I had intended to thank him for rescuing me from my cell, but it seemed he didn't know what I was talking about.I felt a pang of surprise and curiosity. I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.The council members began to speak, their voices hushed and urgent. I listened intently, trying to make sense of what was happening. But my eyes kept drifting back to Prince Cane, his expression still puzzled.I wanted to talk to him, to clear up the confusion, but it seemed that wasn't possible right now.The council's discussion grew more heated, and I knew I needed t

CANE I watched as Ava drifted off to sleep, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. I couldn't believe that I had finally convinced her to come with me, to be part of my pack and under my protection. She was a hard nut to crack, but I was determined to get her to safety. I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger towards the people in her pack. How could they treat her so poorly? Accuse her of stealing? I knew she was innocent, I could see it in her eyes, in the way she carried herself. I vowed to protect her from the harshness of the world, to shield her from anyone who would seek to hurt her. I was prepared to kill anyone who dared to lay a hand on her, to defend her just because she is my mate. And yet, it wasn't just about protection. I felt a deep sense of pity for her. As I looked at her, I realized that I saw her as more than just a person in need of protection. I saw her as my mate, the one person who was meant to be by my side. I gently squeezed her hand, f

AVAI settled into my new life in the Golden Claw pack, I began to learn the ways of our community. Sophia, my maid, took it upon herself to teach me the traditional knitting patterns of our pack. I was fascinated by the intricate designs and the way the yarn flowed through my fingers. It was calming, and I found myself lost in the rhythm of the needles.But knitting wasn't the only thing I learned. I was also taught the traditional dances of the pack, which were performed during special occasions and ceremonies. I loved the way the music moved my body, and the way the other pack members smiled and laughed as we twirled and spun across the dance floor.Every evening, Sophia would come and take me to the community square, where the pack would gather to listen to the elders tell tales of their great adventures. The elders would sit around a roaring fire, their eyes twinkling with memories of times past. Some of the stories were sad, tales of loss and hardship, but others were happy,

AVAI ran to my room, not stopping to look back, even when I heard Cane calling out after me. I didn't want to hear his excuses, didn't want to hear him try to justify his words. I just wanted to be alone, to let my emotions consume me.As soon as I was safely inside my room, I let the tears flow. I cried throughout the whole night, my heart breaking into a million pieces. I couldn't believe that I had let myself fall for Cane, couldn't believe that I had let my guard down around him.I realized that I had developed feelings for him already, feelings that I couldn't ignore. I had thought that he was different, that he saw me as more than just a worthless mistress. But his words had cut deep, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had been blind to the truth.As I lay in bed, tears streaming down my face, I hated myself for letting go. I hated myself for trusting him, for believing that he might actually care for me. I felt like a fool, a fool who had been played.The night seemed to s