*Aria*The courtyard had never felt so full.Blackmoon filled the broad stone square in front of the main hall; above the gates, a small Nightfang delegation perched like watchful shadows. Warriors stood shoulder to shoulder, elders lined the steps, pups perched on low walls or clung to parents’ legs.The air hummed with waiting.With anger.With something like hope.I stood at Lucian’s side at the top of the steps, the old stone warm under my boots from a bright, curse‑free sun.Below, between two tight lines of enforcers, Victor and Lena were brought out.Bound.Not brutally.Firmly.Victor walked with his spine straight, chin up, as if he were still the one being deferred to. Lena’s shoulders were narrower than I remembered, but her eyes were as sharp as ever, darting across the crowd, cataloging every look, every whispered word.They were placed in the center of the courtyard, where everyone could see them.Where everyone could see *us.*The last time this many wolves had gathered
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