ALARICThe night was still, yet heavy with unspoken weight.At twenty-five, my life had become a cycle of duty and bloodshed, victories that left me emptier with each passing day. Others spoke of fate and bonds, of love that steadied the soul, but mine was a path paved only with responsibility. Power and loyalty I had in abundance, yet there were nights, like this one, when the silence pressed in too tightly, and I wondered if this was all the Moon had left for me.“She’s out there,” Orion, my wolf, whispered in my mind. His deep, rumbling voice carried conviction I couldn’t share.“You’ve said that for years,” I muttered, dragging a hand through my dark hair as I stared at the forest stretching beyond the palace walls. “If she were truly out there, I’d have found her by now.”Orion growled softly, not in anger but in warning. “You’re impatient. The Moon does not rush destiny.”I scoffed, though part of me wanted desperately to believe him.Behind me, the heavy wooden doors creaked op
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