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h excitement as her voice lowered conspiratorially. "It's magnificent. The elders are preparing everything with meticulous care. Every detail precisely arranged. The ancient symbols etched in silver dust. The ceremonial herbs burning in bronze bowls. You'd love it, if you weren't, you know..." She hesitated, compassion briefly flickering across her features before curiosity reclaimed her. The words struck like cold iron against my heart, each syllable a fresh wound. My wolfless status, my exclusion, my invisibility. Always the barrier between me and belonging. I turned away, not wanting her to see how deeply her casual remark had cut through my carefully constructed facade. Yet beneath the pain, my strength throbbed persistently, a stubborn ember refusing to die. Just then, chants echoed through the halls. Low, rhythmic, powerful. The ceremony had started. Symbols of silver and gold were arranged with meticulous precision. Circles, crescents, and intricate runes catching the faint moonlight. "Ensure the area is sealed before the moon reaches zenith," one elder instructed, voice low but commanding. "All must be ready for the goddess's choice," another replied, the words echoing like a distant heartbeat. I pressed myself against the cold stone, hugging my arms tightly against the chill. The moonlight pooled across the floor, silver and unexpectedly warm, teasing me with its gentle caress. My pulse quickened, each beat drumming in rhythm with the faint shuffle of servants' feet, the distant clink of ceremonial objects, the measured steps of the alpha patrolling the hall. "Okay, I have to go now. Beta daughter's duty. Happy hiding," Doris said,

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