“Step forward when your name is called.”The old man's words echoed throughout the large room. Eiren could barely stand,his knees trembled like leaves. All around him, heaps of omegas stood motionless, their scents heavy and cloying in the air. Yet his own? Almost nonexistent. Faint. Wrong.Of the Moonfang Pack.His gut sank. Just like that,here we go: the ritual everyone had been waiting for, a chance to finally matter.He moved toward the center of the rocky ground. Everyone in the room watched his every step. Strong men stood along each side, staring intently, their presence weighing heavily on him. The younger ones waited in line behind, their expressions tense,perhaps regretful, perhaps not. The truth was, he didn’t know which it really was.The connection hit him hard, right in the gut.It stung, then tugged. Coiling tightly through his chest, it hauled him forward.His destined mate.Eiren froze. His gaze snapped toward the source of the tug, his pulse racing like a drumbeat be
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