From the back of my room, I could hear drums echoing through the corridors, low and distant like a heartbeat. The whole city was preparing for the Moon Ceremony, and as usual, I was expected to smile, dress in my expensive wear and gold, and also pretend I cared.Underneath, wolves were setting lights between the trees, hanging silver balloons, and lunar symbols carved with stones. Children played around the firewood, their laughter rising with the smoke. To them, the Ceremony was sacred, but to me, it was a mask.I leaned against the wall, breathing into the cool evening air. For two minutes, I let my eyes close. The silence in my head was rare these days. “Alpha Damon,” a voice snapped behind me. Not Gemma, my Beta,this voice was sharper and older. I didn't even have to turn to know who it was. “Elder Kyle,” I said slowly.He approached like always, slow and measuring every weight of his steps. His trousers rustled like dry leaves. “You weren’t at the council meeting this morning.”
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