The full moon hung high in the midnight sky, bathing the Crescent Fang Pack’s territory in a silvery glow. The grand hall was alive with laughter, music, and the sound of glasses clinking, but Aria Nightshade felt none of the joy that filled the room. She stood near the edge of the hall, watching the pack members revel in the glow of tradition. Her father, Alpha Darius, stood at the center, his commanding presence the heart of the celebration. His voice boomed with authority, laughing with the other alphas and betas who had come from neighboring territories. Aria, dressed in a flowing silver gown meant to complement the moonlight, felt like a decorative statue, present only to be admired. Her wolf stirred uneasily within her, sensing her frustration. “Smile, Aria,” her father had told her earlier. “Tonight isn’t just about the pack. It’s about showing strength to our allies. You represent us.” Her smile, carefully practiced and painfully hollow, had lasted as long as she could ma
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