THE LAST PACK
Liam’s POV
Emily slept between us. During the night, she would turn to one of us and hug. I woke up, for some reason feeling warm, opened my eyes to see the ancient hieroglyph tattooed on her back inside that circle, glowing softly. It was the sigil of the First Wolves, passed down through generations of our kind, said to awaken when the bearer’s power was about to emerge. Until now, I’d only ever seen it as faded ink. Now, it pulsed with light, like a heartbeat.
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