Marked By Moonfire
She almost didn’t notice the girl until she heard the laugh.
It was sharp, bright, and yet hollow, like glass struck too hard. Naira stood with a group of young wolves near the training ring, her beauty impossible to ignore—long dark hair braided back from her face, golden eyes flashing in the morning sun, posture graceful but edged with pride. Even the wind seemed to favor her, catching the threads of her tunic embroidered with silver, making her look untouchable.
Nova felt the stares ripple through the yard. Not at Naira. At her. The outsider, the Hunter who didn’t belong, who had stepped into a world that had never truly accepted her.
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