Crimson Outcast
There’s something regal about her, something that makes it impossible to look away.
As she reaches the bottom step, I realize I’m holding my breath. My heart pounds with pride and something deeper—an awe that I can’t quite put into words. The rest of the pack members in the foyer exchange glances, equally captivated. Tonight feels different, more significant somehow. Amara glances up, meeting my eyes for a fleeting moment, and I know she feels it too.
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