Before heartbreak, before destiny, before the curse of the Moon-Touched—Baylee was just a girl.The world was simpler then. The Ironclaw lands were wild and beautiful, a stretch of mountain and forest where laughter carried through the trees instead of growls.She remembered the smell of her mother’s bread baking in their small cabin, her father’s deep voice singing old pack songs, and her brother’s constant teasing.Her father, Jimmy, had been one of the pack’s finest trackers—tall, strong, and patient. He taught Baylee to listen to the forest, to respect its balance. “The woods have a heartbeat,” he used to say. “If you listen, you’ll hear it.”Her mother, Melissa, was quieter but no less fierce. She worked as a healer, known for her steady hands and unshakable calm. Melissa used to say that even the Moon bowed to patience.Baylee was the middle child in a house that was always full of noise and love.Her older brother Kyle was protective to a fault. He was two years older, broad-sh
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