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The Frozen Heart

Author: Dallas Ryan
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-25 01:45:35
The urgent howl that had torn Ailith from my arms still echoed in my ears as I raced through Winterspire's winding corridors. My heart pounded, a mixture of lingering desire and growing dread. I'd implored Ailith to go to her room and wait for me, promising to return with news as soon as I could. The reluctance in her eyes had been clear, but she'd understood. Her position in the pack was still precarious, and I didn't want her to be subjected to any other negativity.

As I burst into the great hall, chaos greeted me. Pack members huddled in groups, their voices a cacophony of fear and confusion. At the center of it all stood Thorne, his usually stoic face etched with worry.

"Alpha," Thorne called, his voice cutting through the din. "It's the heart tree. Something's... something's wrong."

As a collective gasp came from the crowd, I felt the blood drain from my face. The heart tree, an ancient pine at the very center of our territory, was more than just a landmark. It was our connection
Dallas Ryan

Will Ailith really be able to help? How is she connected to the Ice Wolves power? Stay tuned to find out and share this story with others if you are liking it! Thanks for reading! Dallas

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