Preparing
*Raze* I stand at the center of the pack’s gathering space, the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on my shoulders like the very sky above. The air is thick with tension, a palpable sense of urgency radiating from Torren as he recounts the events of the last ten days. Raylee is beside him and Freesia is by my side, their eyes wide with concern and anticipation, hanging onto every word he says. “… and that’s when we realized there’s a whole underground resistance in the city,” Torren continues, his voice steady but laced with the adrenaline of what he’s just experienced. “People who have had enough of the corruption, the oppression. They want to fight back.” I can see the hope sparking in Raylee’s eyes, her fingers tightening around Freesia’s. It’s a familiar sight, the two of
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