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Chapter Ninety Two

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Emily's POV

The fire in the hearth crackled softly, but it did nothing to quiet the storm inside me.

I stood barefoot in the center of the den, arms wrapped tight around my chest as if I could hold the pressure in. The walls, made of ancient stone and memory, suddenly felt too close, too heavy. The scent of pine and wolf musk clung to the air—familiar, grounding, but not enough to anchor me.

My mind told me I would lead the pack soon.

I had been trained for this. Fought for this. Survived for this. And still… I doubted. Because their voices never stopped echoing in my head. You don’t have what it takes. You’re too soft. You’ll never command the pack.

I closed my eyes. Just for a second. Just long enough to pretend I could run.

Then I felt it.

His presence. A shift in the air, like the room inhaled.

“Emily.”

His voice—deep, rich, and quiet—sent a shiver down my spine. Not from fear. From recognition. From desire.

I turned, slowly, already knowing who I’d see. And there he was. Fayne.

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