Veyra moved through the shadowed corridors of the pack hall with quiet precision, her mind mapping every detail of the upcoming day. Small gestures, subtle words, positioning of wolves all of it mattered. She paused at the edge of the training grounds, watching from a distance as the younger wolves practiced combat stances, noting where attention lagged and where she could quietly guide.Selene, patrolling nearby, caught the faintest movement of Veyra’s figure in the corner of her eye. Her instincts flared, a subtle prickle under her skin that she had learned to trust. Veyra’s posture was calm, almost casual, but there was something deliberate in the way she moved, a controlled precision that didn’t belong to ordinary wolf behavior.Selene’s lips pressed together as she slowed her pace. She watched as Veyra approached a small group of trainees, kneeling to adjust a wrist position, murmuring something low enough that only they could hear. The wol
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