The pack hall felt different the morning after the ridge — quieter, but not in the uneasy way it had been since Mira's identity broke open. This was the quiet of a pack that had held together under pressure and come out the other side of it intact, and Mira felt the shift in every corridor she walked, in the nods from warriors who'd stood that defensive line beside her, in the way even the youngest pups seemed to watch her now with something closer to curiosity than suspicion.She found Thorne in the treasury office before breakfast, alone, reviewing the finalized Ironclaw agreement with an expression she couldn't immediately read."Elder Thorne."He looked up, and for a long moment neither of them said anything, three years and one tense council session sitting heavy between them."I owe you an acknowledgment," Thorne said finally, stiff but sincere in a way that surprised her. "Your read on Cross Pack's mercenary loyalties last night. It was sound tactical thinking, and it likely sa
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