Seeing Liam's expression, memories flooded back.It was a rainy night five years ago. Liam, having just taken over the pack, was being questioned by the elders for his lack of strength. He was sitting alone on the training grounds, covered in wounds.When I found him, he was staring blankly at a common stone in his hand.“What’s that?” I asked softly.“A moonstone,” he said with a bitter laugh. “They say it’s a sacred object, that it brings a wolf strength and comfort. But I’ve been holding it for so long, and I’m still so weak.”I sat beside him, gently tending to his wounds. “Strength isn’t gained overnight. You’re already working so hard.”“Elena,” he turned to look at me, his eyes full of vulnerability. “If I become strong enough one day, will you still be by my side?”“I will,” I answered without hesitation. “Strong or weak, I’ll always be by your side.”Back then, he had squeezed my hand tightly, as if I were his most precious moonstone.But now, he called it a "token from the we
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