ASHER'S POV
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My arm still throbbed, but the bandages were fresh, and strength was creeping back into my body. Lila’s absence carved a hollow space in my chest, her mate bond a faint pulse I held tight. Eli, my wolf, growled softly, urging me to rise, to fight for her in the Silvermoon pack.
I sat up in the massive Silverfang packhouse, its grand stone walls looming around me. My dad, Alpha Enzo, watched from a carved chair, his eyes heavy with worry. I didn’t care about his concern—I was done lying here, useless, while Lila suffered.
“I’m going to Silvermoon,” I said, my voice steady despite the pain. Lila was trapped there, under Darius’s control, and I had to save her. Enzo’s face tightened, but I wasn’t backing down, not now, not ever.
He stood, his alpha aura filling the room
