The fire pit blazed bright, filling the living room with the rich scent of venison, berry wine, and freshly baked bread.At the head of the long table, my sister, Selene Sutton, sat surrounded by family.Today, she had taken down a black-maned stag on her own, her teeth closing on its throat. The Elder Council had praised her for it.Pride shone plainly in my father's eyes. My mother fussed over Selene, straightening her cloak. Even Leon Lane, standing beside her, couldn't quite hide the admiration in his gaze.I, on the other hand, had blood all over me. My cloak was torn, and snow and mud were stuck in my hair.The moment I stepped inside, the laughter and chatter faltered.My brother, Ryan Sutton, frowned and asked, "What took you so long?"I didn't answer.My wound had gone untreated for too long. My wolf stirred inside me, restless, and a low growl vibrated through my chest. All I wanted was to get to my room and stop the bleeding.Ryan had other ideas. He pushed to his f
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