ALUNA'S POVThe day dragged on like a storm pressing against the horizon. Each hour stretched endlessly as I tried to focus on my chores, my hands scrubbing the training grounds until they ached, my feet sore from running errands the elders deemed important. Yet, no matter how hard I worked, no matter how diligently I followed their orders, it was never enough.Grace passed by several times, her wolf visible in the shimmer of her aura, each glance from her a silent reminder that she was perfect, untouchable. And I… I was just Aluna. The girl who did not matter.“Aluna!” Mother’s voice cut through the quiet like a whip. “Come here!”I hurried to her side, my stomach twisting.“You missed a spot here,” she snapped, pointing to a corner of the training grounds where a few weeds had stubbornly sprouted. “Do you think laziness is allowed in this pack? Do you?”“I… I’m sorry, Mother. I’ll fix it right away,” I murmured, bowing my head, my cheeks burning.“You will do more than just apologi
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