Fated Vengeance: A Mate's Reckoning
“Small group—us three, Mara if she’s up for it. The pack stays to rebuild defenses.”
I nodded, my stomach knotting. An adventure, sure, but one that felt like walking into a trap. The bond pulsed—Lucian’s resolve, my determination, a shared fire that kept the fear at bay. For now.
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Dawn broke cold and gray, the Deadwood looming on the horizon like a scar across the earth. Mara joined us, her face pale but her knife sharp, insisting she could handle it. We packed light—blades, rations, the dagger wrapped in leather to keep its chill from my skin. The pack saw us off, their eyes heavy with worry, and I felt the weight of their trust as we stepped into the forest.
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