Moonstruck Hearts
The wolves, sensing the loss of their Alpha, were scattering into the night, their hunger for battle fading with their leader’s death.
I stood there, breathless, my body trembling as the last remnants of the magic inside me faded. The storm in my chest calmed, leaving only a lingering heat, a fire that had finally burned itself out.
Jace’s hand was on my shoulder, steadying me. “You did it,” he said, his voice low, filled with awe.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My mind was still reeling, my thoughts too scattered to form coherent words. But in the silence that followed, I knew one thing for certain: we had won. The Alpha was dead. His pack was broken.
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