No Second Chance, Dear X
He wasn’t just a leader—he was a protector, watching over the borders of his pack with an unwavering vigilance.
Meanwhile, Annatoria’s feet slammed against the wet forest floor, her breath ragged and frantic. She hadn’t intended to come here, but the storm had driven her further into unfamiliar territory. The forest felt suffocating, and the weight of her past clung to her like a shadow. Her heart pounded with every step, each one heavier than the last. She had left the Ember Wolves behind, but the hurt—the betrayal—had stayed with her, gnawing at her soul.
The wind howled above, matching the fury inside her. Her wolf, restless and wild, growled softly in her mind, a constant reminder of the
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