Brynn Hollis' POVThe Starfall was over.The last star had fallen, its light fading into the eastern horizon. The sky was clear again, dark and vast, as if nothing had changed. But everything had changed.The gray wolves stood in the great hall, their ancient forms no longer still. They trembled—not from cold, from the weight of choice.Mira stepped forward."We have watched for centuries. We have never chosen. But the Starfall has forced us.""It hasn't forced you," I said. "It has offered you."She nodded slowly."Then I choose. I choose connection. I choose the Circle. I choose love."The bond flickered—not warm, not cold. Something new. Awakening.One by one, the gray wolves followed.I choose connection.I choose the Circle.I choose love.Orion was the last.He stood at the back, his eyes fixed on Mira. She held his gaze, patient, waiting."I choose," he said. "I choose Mira. I choose this pack. I choose to try."---The bond flared.Not silver—gold. Warm, bright, steady. Orion
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