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Willow’s POV

Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I pushed my legs to go faster. My eyes were burning with endless streams of tears as I ran through the pack hallway, escaping from the house that had been my home since I was born.

The house where I had grown up with the man I had loved and respected as my father. The house where I had learned the secrets and traditions of our pack, the proud and powerful Crimson Pack.

My heart was hammering in my chest, threatening to burst through my ribcage. My lungs were on fire, gasping for air. My legs, despite the ache, were propelling me forward.

The world around me blurred into a meaningless jumble of faces and shapes. The pack house and the tree I passed were mere obstacles, hindering my desperate escape.

Where exactly was I headed? I had no particular destination in mind. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief, unable to process the revelation that had turned my life upside down.

The man I had called ‘father’ all my life, the
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