DRAKE POVThe morning sun was bright on the training grounds. For the first time in weeks, I was holding a bow, felling the familiar pull of the string, with Andre and Lucas standing nearby, checking over some new training swords.The air felt clean. With Elara gone, a heavy, sour pressure had lifted from the pack. “Remember,” Lucas was saying to Andre with a huge grin on his face, “that summer when we were sixteen? You tried to impress that she wolf from the River Pack by showing off your archery skills?”Andre groaned and rubbed his face. “Do not remind me. I missed the target completely. The arrow flew over the fence and almost hit the Alpha’s favorite horse.”“And Drake,” Lucas continued, his eyes sparkling, “covered for you. Told the Alpha it was a stray arrow from target practice miles away.”I shook my head, and smiled genuinely. “You were both hopeless. But you were my hopeless Betas.” It felt good to remember easier times.We were all laughing, which was a rare, occurrence w
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