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Prologue
The wind howled through the dense forest, carrying with it an eerie sense of foreboding. The moon, full and bright, cast an ethereal glow upon the landscape, illuminating the secrets hidden within the shadows. It was on this fateful night that the destiny of two souls would intertwine, setting in motion a chain of events that would shape their lives forever.
Deep within the heart of the pack, nestled amidst towering trees and ancient ruins, a young woman named Azalea found herself running for her life. Her midnight blue eyes blazed with determination as she darted through the underbrush, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The scent of pine and damp earth filled her nostrils, mingling with the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
Azalea had always been different, an outcast among her own kind. Her delicate features and porcelain skin set her apart from the rest of the pack, marking her as a rarity. But it was her fiery spirit and unwavering courage that truly distinguished her from the others. She had always felt the weight of expectation on her shoulders, the burden of being different in a world that craved conformity.
On this night, however, Azalea's uniqueness had become her curse. Accused of a crime she did not commit, she was now hunted by those she once called family. The weight of betrayal hung heavy in her heart as she pushed herself harder, desperate to escape the clutches of her pursuers.
Branches whipped against her skin, leaving angry welts in their wake. The cold night air bit at her exposed flesh, but she pressed on, fueled by sheer determination and the will to survive. She had no choice but to keep running, to outrun the shadows that threatened to consume her.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before her, blocking her path. His presence was imposing, his gaze penetrating. This was no ordinary wolf; he exuded power and authority. It was Prince Gabriel, the Alpha of the pack, destined to lead his people with an iron fist. His golden eyes shimmered with a mix of curiosity and intensity as he observed Azalea, a lone figure in the darkness.
Azalea skidded to a halt, her breath catching in her throat. Fear and uncertainty coursed through her veins as she stared into the eyes of the formidable Alpha. She had heard tales of his strength and dominance, his...
Deep within the heart of the pack, nestled amidst towering trees and ancient ruins, a young woman named Azalea found herself running for her life. Her midnight blue eyes blazed with determination as she darted through the underbrush, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The scent of pine and damp earth filled her nostrils, mingling with the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
Azalea had always been different, an outcast among her own kind. Her delicate features and porcelain skin set her apart from the rest of the pack, marking her as a rarity. But it was her fiery spirit and unwavering courage that truly distinguished her from the others. She had always felt the weight of expectation on her shoulders, the burden of being different in a world that craved conformity.
On this night, however, Azalea's uniqueness had become her curse. Accused of a crime she did not commit, she was now hunted by those she once called family. The weight of betrayal hung heavy in her heart as she pushed herself harder, desperate to escape the clutches of her pursuers.
Branches whipped against her skin, leaving angry welts in their wake. The cold night air bit at her exposed flesh, but she pressed on, fueled by sheer determination and the will to survive. She had no choice but to keep running, to outrun the shadows that threatened to consume her.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before her, blocking her path. His presence was imposing, his gaze penetrating. This was no ordinary wolf; he exuded power and authority. It was Prince Gabriel, the Alpha of the pack, destined to lead his people with an iron fist. His golden eyes shimmered with a mix of curiosity and intensity as he observed Azalea, a lone figure in the darkness.
Azalea skidded to a halt, her breath catching in her throat. Fear and uncertainty coursed through her veins as she stared into the eyes of the formidable Alpha. She had heard tales of his strength and dominance, his...
