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Author: Ivana Jameson
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The morning was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that settled over a land that had seen too much death. The once-lively pack grounds, now scarred and battered, carried the weight of tragedy. The echoes of battle still lingered, but today was about more than remembering loss—it was about choosing to rebuild.

I stood beside Jake, my hand loosely clasped in his, as he gazed over what remained of our people. He was their Alpha, their leader, and they needed him to be strong. But what they didn’t see—what only I could feel through our bond—was how much their pain was his pain too.

His fingers squeezed mine before he took a step forward. The pack, gathered in the center of the ruined grounds, fell silent as Jake’s voice rang out.

"We have lost much. Too much." His voice was steady, but I could hear the raw emotion beneath it. "We have bled, we have suffered, and some of us have lost pieces of ourselves that can never be replaced. But we are still here. And as long as we stand, we are not d
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