Moonlit Secrets
Elise, in the front row, flinched, her usual smirk replaced by a flicker of discomfort.
“I loved this pack,” Aria’s voice softened, filled with a quiet, aching sincerity that held the crowd spellbound. “I loved it enough to dedicate my life to healing its wounds, mending its broken bones, caring for its young. I loved it enough to carry my pain in silence, to believe that my quiet service was enough.” She paused, her hand instinctively resting on her belly. “And I loved a man in this pack. Loved him since childhood. Secretly. Because I believed that was the only way I could love someone like him and still hold onto a piece of myself.”
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