In the infirmary, Alexander lay on the stone bed, his face as pale as paper.Lyla avoided his gaze and spoke solemnly. "The silverbane has eaten away your wolf. It's gone. It'll never return."He had once been the pride of the pack, a ruler who could tear through the night itself. Now, he was only an empty shell, stripped of his spirit.Alexander closed his eyes in pain, but a single figure stubbornly appeared in his mind.It wasn't his father, currently buried by the weight of the council's pressure. It wasn't Lyla, who had just delivered a cruel sentence. And it certainly wasn't Stella, who had essentially taken away his soul with her dagger.It was me.If only he had looked at me one more time back then. If only he hadn't taken my waiting and love for granted. If only, when caught between Stella and responsibility, he had walked toward me sooner…Alas, no amount of regret could change the present.Now, he lay there, stripped of everything, while the she-wolf who once regarde
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