Claimed by the wolves.
Juliette’s POV:
The rising sun burned through the remnants of dust and smoke, casting long, golden streaks across the ruins of the fortress. I stood atop a ridge, overlooking the pack as they moved through the debris like ants rebuilding a colony. Liora’s voice rang out, crisp and commanding, directing squads to fortify weak points, organize patrols, and train the younger wolves in defensive formations. I could see the Warrior moving with precision among them, correcting stances, adjusting grips, showing them how to anticipate attacks before they happened. He was physically here, a pillar of strength for the pack, yet in my mind, the tether between us hummed like a living thing.
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