Louve’s POVI stood still, feeling the instinct that brewed within me. The kind that starts deep beneath your skin and spreads through your bones before your mind fully understands why. Across the street, a man stood perfectly still beside a black vehicle, his dark clothes bleeding into the shadow of the building behind him. The city moved around him normally, with cars passing, people talking, and music drifting faintly from a nearby store, but somehow he looked separate from all of it.From a distance, I could see the color of his eyes; he wasn't fully human, nor did he belong to any wolf pack based on his appearance. He stood there like something placed here deliberately—watching and waiting. The photograph in his hand remained lifted slightly, showing the image of me and my mother. Mother had traveled a month ago to attend the high-class table meeting with the rest of the pack elders. Rosa tugged lightly at my sleeve beside me, unaware of the shift in the air.My stomach tightened
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