I followed Lucas back to Kane’s old den after we left our house.It was Full Moon Day. Wolves gathered beneath the glowing moon, their howls rising in harmony.Fireworks lit up the sky, drinks flowed freely, and laughter echoed through the mountains.The pack shimmered with life—joyful, wild, whole.In front of Kane’s grand mansion, lights flickered warmly.A strong, handsome wolf ran through the yard with a six-year-old pup chasing after him, their laughter ringing through the air.“Don’t run too fast! You’ll fall!” Kane’s voice called out, half stern, half fond.Serena stood nearby, her eyes filled with gentle amusement.What a perfect, happy family.Lucas stood behind the fence, watching quietly. His little fingers gripped the wood, his eyes blinking fast, trying to hold back whatever was rising inside.He swallowed hard.That should have been us.In the past, Kane used to play with him every Full Moon Night. But now…Lucas wiped away the tears streaming down his cheeks and tiptoed
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