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Chapter 15: Sting of Victory

Author: A. SWANDANCER
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The forest path leading back to the pack house blurred before Erika’s eyes, not from exhaustion but from the hot sting of unshed tears. Diego’s cutting words rang in her ears, drowning out the cheerful voices of the pack members trailing behind her.

Her chest ached, not from the physical strain of the obstacle course but from the weight of Diego’s furious stare. The exhilaration of her hard-earned victory had been short-lived, stolen by his cryptic anger.

“Luna?” Sofia’s soft voice broke through her thoughts. Erika blinked and glanced to her side, where the petite but sharp-eyed pack member had appeared. Sofia’s brow furrowed as she studied Erika’s face. “Are you alright? You seem… off.”

Erika hesitated, her instinct to confide warring with the need to keep her private pain hidden. “I’m fine,” she replied, forcing a smile that felt more like a grimace.

Sofia tilted her he

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