ROWANIt began in the dark.Not with a cry, but with a sound pulled from somewhere deeper than Avery’s throat. A low, broken exhale that turned into a growl as her body seized without warning. She arched sharply, hands clutching the bedding as instinct surged ahead of thought.Ash snapped fully awake inside me.‘Now,’ he said. ‘This is not a false alarm. This is the beginning.’I was already at her side.Avery’s scent changed instantly. Heat bloomed sharp and metallic, threaded with something feral and ancient. The air itself felt heavier, like Emberfall was leaning in to listen.“Avery,” I said, anchoring her name between my hands.She gasped as another wave tore through her, teeth bared, body folding forward as her wolf surged ahead of her mind.“She’s coming,” Avery rasped. “Rowan, she’s coming.”‘Ilyra,’ Ash urged. ‘And space. Now.’The pack responded before I spoke. Doors opened. Footsteps retreated. Wolves shifted with silent precision. Birth was not hidden among us, but it was
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