The return to the Crestmoon pack’s stronghold was bittersweet. Though the pack had disrupted Amelia’s ritual and forced her to retreat, the cost of victory weighed heavily on them. Injuries marked nearly every wolf, exhaustion painted their faces, and the ominous knowledge that Amelia had escaped gnawed at their minds.Olivia walked at the front of the group, Ralph at her side. His quiet presence was her anchor, and his steady pace matched hers as they led the wounded and weary back through the dense forest. Her body ached with every step, but she forced herself to keep moving. The pack needed strength, and she wouldn’t falter—not now, not after what they had endured together.The stronghold came into view just as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon. The sight of it brought a collective sigh of relief from the pack. For Olivia, it felt like coming home, though she still wasn’t sure she fully belonged.Inside, the pack members scattered. Some went to the infirmary, where heal
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