CHASING HIS LUNA BACK
She wanted action, blood, vengeance but part of her, part of me, knew Silas was right.
Still, my eyes strayed toward the pups’ chamber. I pushed the door open just a crack and stepped inside.
The room was dim, bathed in moonlight spilling through the curtains. Kael had sprawled across his little bed, one leg dangling off the edge, snoring softly. Beside him, Sara curled on her side, clutching her stuffed wolf, her tiny lips parted in a soft sigh. Her lashes fanned across her cheeks, serene and oblivious to the horrors waiting outside this fragile peace.
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