Snow crunched underfoot when the Hawthorne owl found me. Big, ugly bird, feathers storm gray and eyes that were far too sharp. It dropped the package into my hands, leather twine and wax seal stamped with the Hawthorne crest. I already knew what it would say. But still took it inside to read it’s contents. I tore the seal, jaw grinding, and read the decree in the firelight of the great hall. By the authority of Alpha Alaric Hawthorne, Caelum Hawthorne is hereby cast out of the pack. His exile is upheld, his name is struck from record, his privileges revoked. In his absence, Briar Maddox has been named provisional Luna and granted authority to act as future mate to the Alpha heir in the event of Caelum’s return. So decreed, so done. The words burned worse than silver. It wasn’t exile. It was replacement. My wolf snarled, and my hands clenched until the paper tore in two. Briar Maddox, Luna. The very idea of her there, in my place, my Wildfire where she should be, turned my stom
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