{Ava’s POV}My story isn’t the tragic kind people whisper about in taverns or around fire pits.It isn’t the tale of some weak, invisible girl lost in the world.No.My story was messy for a much simpler, far more irritating reason:I was good, “too good”, at everything.Fighting. Running. Reading body language. Picking up skills I had no business mastering.It wasn’t pride — it was fact. A fact I didn’t choose, didn’t deliberately nurture, but one the world resented me for.If my parents had been alive, maybe they would have helped me understand why I was this way. But all I had was Calita.Calita— the mute maid of the Alpha House. She was the closest thing to a mother I’d ever known.She was small, frail, always bent over a broom… yet somehow stronger than everyone else combined. She found me when I was a cub, and ever since, she’d been the only constant warmth in a house that felt like a storm.Unfortunately, storms had names.Alpha Rayon. Luna Reeca. And their daughter, Revna.They
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