The doors of the Grand Hall groaned shut, cutting off the distant, pathetic weeping of the broken outcasts. Xavier and Katherine were gone, cast out into the cold human world without their wolves, their money, or their pride.In the massive obsidian room, a heavy, suffocating silence returned. The twelve Pack Elders slowly lowered their hoods, their faces still grim from the brutal ceremony they had just witnessed. Duncan stood by the throne, his breathing shallow, his face pale as sweat beaded on his forehead from the strain of using his Alpha command while severely injured.Then, a tiny, fragile sound broke the silence.It was a soft, trembling gasp, followed by a quiet sniffle.Everyone turned their heads toward the corner of the room, near the heavy velvet curtains. There, sitting flat on the cold stone floor, was a small boy. It was Leo. He was only four years old, wearing a small gray sweater that was much too big for him. His large, innocent brown eyes were wide with a terror t
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