The rogue camp erupted into chaos as the four alphas breached the perimeter, their wolves shifting back to human form in a blur of fur and muscle. Griffin stormed forward first, his broad shoulders heaving, eyes locked on Violet's tent like a predator sighting prey. The air crackled with tension, the ground still humming from the latest tremor, as if the Hollow Warden itself anticipated the reunion.Rogues scrambled to form a defensive line, bows nocked and blades unsheathed, but Kael held up a hand, his voice booming. "Hold! They're here for her—not us." His gaze flicked to Riven, who emerged from the tent with Violet at his side, her expression a storm of defiance and vulnerability.Violet's heart clenched as she saw them—Griffin, Roman, Asher, Alaric. The bonds ignited like live wires, flooding her with their emotions: Griffin's fury a blazing inferno, Roman's reckless protectiveness a wild gale, Asher's analytical concern a sharp blade, Alaric's controlled fear a deep, resonant qua
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