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Chapter 68: The Pack Divided

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Zara’s POV

The cave is cold, the damp air clinging to my skin as I hold the twins close. Selene is trembling, her small hands clutching my arm, while Silas sits quietly, his little face pale and drawn. The sound of howls echoes in the distance, growing louder with each passing moment. My wolf is restless, her instincts screaming at me to run, to fight, to do something. But I can’t. Not now. Not when the twins are counting on me.

“Mommy,” Selene whispers, her voice trembling. “Is Daddy coming back?”

I swallow hard, my heart aching. “I don’t know, sweetheart,” I admit, my voice breaking. “But he’s strong. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep us safe.”

She nods, but I can see the doubt in her eyes. She’s scared, and I don’t blame her. I’m scared too.

The sound of footsteps outside the cave makes my heart skip a beat. I tense, my wolf rising to the surface as I prepare to defend the twins. But then Ryland steps into view, his face grim and his clothes torn.

“Ryland,” I brea
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