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Chapter 16: Pack Politics

Lyra's POV

The great hall of the Shadowmoon Pack thrums with tension as I slip through the ornate double doors, my family in tow. Wolves from every corner of our territory have gathered, their hushed whispers creating a cacophony of anticipation. At the far end of the room, seated on an intricately carved wooden throne, is Alpha Blackthorn – Xander's father and our pack's formidable leader.

I try to make myself as small as possible, acutely aware that I don't truly belong here. This gathering is to discuss succession – Xander's future as Alpha. My presence feels like an intrusion, a painful reminder of the mate bond we both desperately try to ignore.

"Stand up straight," my mother hisses, nudging me gently. You're representing our family. Try not to embarrass us."

I bite back and retort, forcing my spine to straighten. Across the room, I spot Xander standing beside his father. Our eyes meet briefly, electric, before we both look away, the unspoken tension between us palpable even from
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