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quiet, except for the rustling of leaves and the occasional chirp of crickets. Asher often came here when he need

t far away here, removed from the chaos of pack disputes and the looming dangers outside his bor

calm before a storm

to the ground, followed by a sudden downpour. Asher stood up, his brow furrowing. Not

forward with a sense of purpose. He had a feeling he wouldn't be alone for long. As an Alpha, his senses were always sharp, always alert

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driven her further into unfamiliar territory. The forest felt suffocating, and the weight of her past clung to her like a shadow. Her heart pounded wi

ly in her mind, a constant reminder of the struggle to hold onto control. Every flash of lightn

ing. The storm had soaked her to the bone, and exhaustion was quickly overtaking her resolve. But a

r senses insta

ear, but she didn't lower her stance. Her hands cur

e took, his presence seemed to grow stronger. Lightning flashed across the sky, revealing the sharp cut of his jaw and the inten

and rough, but there was a calming q

its warning clear. She tensed, but kept her guard up. "Who are you

n his eyes. "You're the one wandering through my territory

s eyes narrowed, every instin

eplied, his gaze unwavering. "

words. "What does that mean?" she

ere," he said, his tone softening slightly

distant howl split the air, sending a cold shiver down

muttered, his exp

ncts took over as she shifted into her wolf form, every muscle in her body coiled and ready to fight

ach strike was calculated, but there were too many of them. The rogues' numbers seemed endless, and just a

gh the chaos. The rogue was torn from her, thrown like a ragdoll against a tree. Annatoria's br

scene. With a swift, fluid motion, he shifted back into his human form, wet clothes clinging to his muscular frame, but his p

sked, his voice calm

ise, her shoulder bleeding. "I'm fine," s

aze lingering on her wound. "You're lu

ix of pride and gratitude, but she was still wary

with me. My pack is nearby. You can rest, re

ining one of the rogue's lifeless bodies. His fingers trac

ia asked, sensing the

ver the scar, "belongs to Manga.." as he locked

repeated, her voic

ks, lone wolves-anyone they think they can control. They mark their own with that symbol. This wasn't random." He met

the gravity of the situation. She had been running,

of the situation. But as she looked at the mark, her d

eady but reluctant. "I'll come

ed into a small, approv

f. The weight of the world still pressed heavily on Annatoria's shoulders

ce sounded in her head as she