Amelia had grown accustomed to the rhythm of the forest, the rustle of leaves, and the calls of distant creatures. For months, she had lived in solitude, hiding from the world, seeking solace in the embrace of nature. But today, something changed. As she crouched beside a small stream, cupping her hands to drink, her ears caught the sound of footsteps. Her heart quickened, and she froze, every muscle tensed with apprehension. Were they from her pack? Had they found her? She listened intently, the murmurs growing louder as the voices drew nearer. They spoke of an Alpha, one filled with rage, heartless and cruel. Fear gripped her, and she struggled to control her breathing, hoping against hope that they weren't here for her.Damien, Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, prowled through the woods with his packmates, his senses attuned to every scent, every sound. The whispers of his companions filled his ears, painting a picture of a tyrant ruling over his
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