Three days later, Stormfang Pack held its annual harvest celebration for the fall hunt.The event was on an open, stone-paved area at the edge of our territory. A massive bonfire burned at the center, filling the air with the scent of roasting meat and the restless energy of young wolves.As the Pack Luna, I had to attend.I was surprised to see Damine when I walked in. As Alpha, he usually didn't participate in these more social gatherings aimed at younger wolves.He was currently surrounded by a group of eager young Delta and Gamma warriors who had just come of age. He idly twirled an intricate silver dagger engraved with patterns—symbol of his status—between his fingers.When he saw me enter, he almost immediately stopped his conversation, pushed through the crowd, and sat down in the empty seat next to me.The surrounding noise instantly died down, making the atmosphere awkward.I could feel the gazes on me—a mix of curiosity, contempt, and maybe a hint of jealousy I couldn't quite
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