One month passed.Winter deepened. Snow covered the manor, the forests, the mountains. Inside, life continued. The pack healed. Prisoners became workers, then trusted helpers. Even Viktor, still chained but treated with dignity, began to change. He spoke little, but when he did, it was with a growing confusion about the life he'd led."They never showed me kindness," he said one day, watching Nyx heal a young wolf's broken bond. "Only fear. I thought fear was respect.""It's not," Nyx said softly. "But you're learning."Rhydian spent his days training, rebuilding, planning. Scouts reported no sign of Selene. She had vanished into the northern wastes. But everyone knew she would return.Nyx trained with her mother daily. She learned to weave bonds between unlikely wolves enemies who became friends, strangers who became pack. She learned to sense threats before they came, to feel the ripple of hostile intent across miles."You're ready," her mother said one evening. "For whatever comes.
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