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2025-01-12 15:17:23### Lena's POV
I knew accepting Alvin as my Alpha was the right decision, even though it wasn’t easy. Trust had never come naturally to me—not after everything I’d endured. My own pack, the people I was meant to lead and protect, had once wanted me dead. Yet, here I was, standing as their Luna and placing my life and the lives of my wolves in Alvin’s hands. It wasn’t just a pledge; it was a leap of faith.As the wolf-binding ropes appeared, glowing and shimmering as they tied us together, I felt a sense of completion—a merging of destinies. Alvin’s eyes, full of emotion, searched mine as he pressed a kiss to my hand. I could see the love and devotion there, but also the weight of responsibility.“You won’t regret this,” he whispered.I nodded, though the gunshots that followed stole the breath from my lungs. Alvin’s reaction was immediate; his entire body stiffened, and his eyes darkened with urgency.“Stay here,” he ordered, hi
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**Lena's POV** The air was suffocating with tension as we gathered in the clearing—a spot we’d come to know all too well for meetings like this. The sky was an ominous gray, as if even the heavens mourned the recent losses of our pack. Faces I’d known for years were now marked with despair. Alvin stood at the forefront, his broad shoulders squared, and his fiery gaze cutting through the crowd like a blade. I stood close to Miriam, my hands clenched into fists to stop them from trembling. The weight of the situation bore down on me, pressing against my chest like an invisible force. The scent of pine and damp earth filled the air, mingling with the unmistakable fear that radiated from the gathered wolves. Alvin’s voice boomed across the clearing, sharp and commanding. “No more dead wolves!” he declared, his tone laced with fury. “We will do whatever it takes to stop these hunters from slaughtering us. Our children, our mates, our families—they will not be taken from us again!”
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