TRIXIEEight weeks had passed. The pups had grown strong in that time. Their tiny cries had become sharper, their little hands quick to reach for warmth, their eyes beginning to open wide to the world. Each day, I had watched them change, and each day my heart had stretched a little more, as if it had no limits. But we had stayed hidden, close within the walls of the keep. Only Lana and Droco had been allowed near, their visits quiet and careful. The rest of the pack had waited with patience, their curiosity burning but held back by respect.Now the time had come. The morning was bright, the sun spilling like gold across the courtyard. The air was fresh, carrying the smell of pine and earth. Ryker stood beside me, tall and steady, though I could feel the tension in him — a mix of pride and protectiveness.The pack had gathered, filling the open space. Men, women, and children, their faces lifted toward us, their eyes shining with expectation. Some clutched flowers, others carried small
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