The moon was a swollen, silver eye peering through the dense canopy of the Blackwood Ridge, casting long, skeletal shadows across the mossy floor of the Alpha's den. I stood at the edge of the clearing, the scent of damp earth and raw, musk-heavy power rolling off the cave entrance in waves. My heart was a frantic drum against my ribs, each beat echoing the impossible choice that had brought me here.Back in the valley, in our small, cedar-shingled home, my husband, Silas, was likely still awake, wondering why I'd needed a "night walk" to clear my head. He was a good man, a gentle human who worked the lumber yards, but he was no match for the creature who ruled this mountain."You're late, Mira," a voice rumbled from the darkness of the cave. It wasn't just a sound; it was a physical vibration that rattled my teeth.Gage stepped into the moonlight. He was a titan of a man, his skin bronzed and mapped with jagged silver scars from a hundred pack challenges. He didn't wear clothes, save
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