The words struck Scarlett harder than any blow she had ever taken.For a moment, the entire clearing seemed to disappear around her. The wolves, the trees, the cold wind moving through the branches, everything faded beneath the weight of those three impossible words.Hello, little sister.Her chest tightened painfully.The man standing before her looked nothing like the boy she remembered. Time had carved sharp angles into his face. His dark hair brushed his shoulders, and scars marked the exposed skin of his neck and jaw. Strength radiated from him in quiet waves, the kind that came from surviving battles most people never lived through.Yet his eyes.Those eyes stopped her heart.Emerald green.The same shade as hers.The same shade as their mother's.Lucas immediately stepped forward, placing himself between Scarlett and the stranger."Stay where you are," he growled.The man's gaze shifted toward Lucas, though his expression remained surprisingly calm."I didn't come here to fight
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