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Familiar

Hazel stormed after Lucien, her hands clenched into fists.Brother?That word wouldn’t leave her head. It felt wrong. Impossible.Lucien barely acknowledged her as he moved through the back of the small house rummaging through a wooden crate filled with weapons.Hazel wasn’t having it. “Hey! answer me right now, I asked you a question!,"'Lucien smirked but didn’t stop what he was doing. “And I ignored it. Thought you’d take the hint.”Hazel huffed. “Oh, trust me, I got the hint. I just really have to understand what you meant by callan is your brother”Lucien tossed a small dagger at her, and Hazel barely caught it before it sliced her hand.Hazel glared at him. “Are you insane?”Lucien chuckled. “Possibly. But you need to sharpen your reflexes.”Hazel pointed the dagger at him. “You need to sharpen your attitude before I stab you with this.”Lucien grinned. “Feisty. I like it.”Hazel rolled her eyes. “Cut the crap, Lucien. What do you mean Callan is your brother?”Lucien threw a swo
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The war inside callan

Callan's pov Callan jolted awake, his body drenched in sweat. His chest heaved as he stared at the ceiling, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The dream—no, the nightmare—still clung to his mind like a thick fog, refusing to fade.There was a woman.Her face was blurred, always just out of reach. But her presence… it felt familiar.And then there was the name.Hazel.It rang in his head like an echo from a forgotten past. A name that should mean something. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t place it.Callan ran a frustrated hand through his hair. His wolf was restless, pacing inside him. It had been like this for weeks—visions that made no sense, emotions that weren’t his own, and a nagging feeling that something was missing.The door creaked open, and his Beta, Ronan, stepped in, his sharp eyes scanning Callan’s face."You look like you lost a fight in your sleep," Ronan muttered.Callan exhaled. "Feels like it."Ronan folded his arms. "Another nightmare?"Callan nodded.
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unshaken

Callan stormed out of his room, fists clenched. His chest felt heavy, his mind spinning with frustration and confusion.Hazel. who was she, why couldn't he just stop thinking of her. in his nightmares she was after him to kill him, she had betrayed him.but still the name echoed in his head, a whisper from a past he couldn’t remember. He reached for the memory, but it slipped away, leaving behind a sharp ache in his chest. everytime he tries to think deeply, it felt like there was just this block, just something that kept blocking him. his wolf also felt frustrated already.He needed to hit something. anything to let out the frustration and anger, he felt.The training grounds were empty—just how he wanted them. Pulling off his shirt, he let the cold night air bite at his heated skin. Without a second thought, he attacked the wooden training dummies.One punch. Another. Harder. Faster.But no matter how hard he struck, the answer wouldn’t come. the barrier in his head wouldn't break.
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