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... rough the trees, filling me with the strength and joy of the pack. The wolf reveled in it, delighted to belong, to run, to protect. I felt the pull of Serena—no, the pack leader—like a thread in my chest, binding me to her will.
There was another force in the distance, but Serena shielded me from it. I hardly noticed as other wolves fled or defected. They were weak. I was not.
She was the storm, and I was a part of it. A vital part.
She leads, and we follow.
The p ...
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