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Chapter 15 – Into the Shadows
The wind howled as Evelyn fastened the last strap of her armor. The weight of it was familiar, almost comforting. It reminded her of who she was—not just a rejected mate, not just a name whispered behind closed doors—but a warrior. A survivor. A leader in her own right. She stood at the threshold of the pack house as the sun dipped low, casting gold and amber across the rooftops. Behind her, Damien emerged in dark tactical gear, his expression unreadable, jaw set in a tight line. Kendall jogged over, tossing her a wrapped bundle. “Energy bars, salves, and two bloodstone blades. Just in case.” “Thanks,” she said, her voice firm. He hesitated before leaning in. “Be careful, Ev. The Bloodfang pack doesn’t play fair—and neither do the witches.” “I know,” she said, softer this time. His e
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