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hues of crimson and gold, 22-year-old Kael felt an ancient power stirring within him. His family had

He could smell the sweet aroma of blooming wildflowers and the musky scent of his pack members. But

torted, and his senses exploded into a cacophony of sounds and scents. As he surrendered

his pack waiting in the shadows. But little did he k

e of freedom. The trees blurred together, and the moonlight cast eerie shadows on the g

She was calling to him, her voice carried on the wind. Kael followed the sce

. She greeted Kael with a nod, and the pack welcomed him with a chorus of soft growl

A stranger, a rogue werewolf, lurked in the shadows, watching them

, her eyes scanning the darkness. "We have an uni

onized. Kael followed Lyra, his senses on high alert, a