The dawn gathering held a different silence.It was not the hushed, fearful quiet of the previous morning, but a thick, waiting stillness, charged like the air after a lightning strike. The entire pack stood in the clearing, their eyes fixed on the raised stone platform where the elders usually presided. Today, only two figures stood upon it. Kade, dressed in simple dark clothes that did nothing to diminish his predatory stillness. And Aria, beside him. Not a step behind. Level.She wore a deep green tunic and trousers, practical but clean, her storm-gray eyes sweeping the crowd with a calm she had carved out of the night’s tumult. The fresh mating mark on her neck—twin punctures, sealed and dark—was openly displayed. So was the matching wound on Kade’s throat. They were declarations, writ in flesh. Her scent had changed, woven now with his cedar and night air so completely they seemed one entity. Pine, frost, and storm.Kade did not speak immediately. He let them look. He let them se
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