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Pack Politics

I stepped into Callum's packhouse with my heart pounding against my ribs, a caged animal. In this place, I wasn't just an outsider; I was a threat, a reminder of what Callum had once promised me and then cast aside.

Every fibre of instinct in my body screamed at me to turn and run, to flee this world that was never meant to be mine. I made myself keep my chin high-not to show the nerves that were coiling in my stomach. I could feel the weight of every gaze on me: the curious and the hostile, the calculating. Callum's pack was watching, weighing my worth with every step I took beside him.

"Welcome to my home, Olivia," Callum whispered-the air from his voice fluttering low and warm against my ear.

I managed a tight nod, not trusting my voice. The air was thick and heavy, weighted with an energy that charged my skin. This wasn't going to be just meeting the pack; this was about facing a life denied.

We moved further into the packhouse, and two figures drew my attention. They stood at th
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