Before I left Blood Moon Pack, I decided to return everything that belonged to them.When Rowan was twelve, he won his first junior-wolf combat tournament.He shoved the medal into my hands afterward and told me a future Beta couldn't afford to lose the first honor he'd ever earned, so I had to keep it safe for him.When I arrived at the training hall with the medal, Rowan was assembling a dorm bed frame for Lyra.A new mattress, a desk lamp, blankets, and more than a dozen unopened boxes were piled beside him.The moment he saw me, he smiled as if he'd been expecting me.“I knew we weren't actually going to fall apart over something this small.”I held out the medal.“Take it back.”Rowan froze.“Why? Just keep it like you always have.”“I'm leaving Blood Moon tomorrow. I may not get another chance to return it.”He casually tossed the medal into a box of spare hardware.“You're just going to Frostland early. It's not like you're disappearing forever. Stop making it sound like some fi
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