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Alexander’s POV

The name hung between us, an enigma that had haunted our world for far too long. The Rogues—their motives, their actions—they were a puzzle we had yet to unravel. But in this moment of chaos, their presence felt more ominous than ever.

"We can't let them tear us apart," I said, my resolve hardening. "Inform my grandfather, the elders—all of them. Strengthen the barriers that protect the shadow city. We won't let them infiltrate our world again."

Ethan nodded, his expression grim. "I'll make the preparations."

The garden held a sense of tranquility, a sanctuary untouched by the chaos that had gripped my world. Daniel and Daisy, young and carefree, played amidst the blossoms in their wolf forms. Their laughter echoed, a reminder of the purity that lingered even in the darkest of times. I watched them, my heart heavy with the weight of my decisions, my responsibilities.

Approaching them, I cleared my throat to catch their attention. They turned to me, their eyes bright wi