Ulysses’s POVAs we rounded the corner toward the eastern training grounds, the sound of children’s laughter drifted through the evening air. It was a rare occurrence these days—most of the pack’s young ones had become more subdued as the war with Jacob’s forces intensified.But tonight, genuine joy echoed from the play area behind the buildings.I followed the sound, curious to see what had lifted the children’s spirits. What I found made me stop in my tracks.There, in the center of a group playing hopscotch, was Liam.My son was actually laughing—a bright, carefree sound I hadn’t heard from him in months. His whole face glowed with happiness as he hopped from square to square, completely absorbed in the game.His movements were lighter than I’d seen them in ages, like some invisible weight had been lifted from his small shoulders.When had I last seen him look so genuinely joyful?The moment Liam spotted me approaching, he abandoned the game entirely and came running toward me with
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