Three weeks had passed since the war.Moonfang was still broken.But it was breathing.Every morning, the sound of hammers echoed through the territory. Warriors who had once carried swords now carried timber. Wolves from rival packs worked side by side, rebuilding houses, clearing roads, and repairing the walls.It should have made me happy.Instead, I felt restless.Something was wrong.I just didn't know what.That morning, I woke up at sunrise.Alexander was already gone.I found his empty side of the bed cold.My heart tightened.He had been different since the battle.Quieter.More distant.He still smiled at me.Still held my hand.Still kissed my forehead before leaving.But sometimes, when he thought I wasn't looking, I caught him staring at his reflection as if he didn't recognize the man staring back.I found him in the old training yard.He was practicing with a sword.Again.And again.And again.Each strike was harder than the last."You're going to break the sword."He
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