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• "And when the time comes," he whispered against her skin, "we’ll rebuild this pack exactly the way we want it. No more weaklings. No more traitors. Only the strong will rule." He added.
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• "You are going to make this perfect," the elderly woman said sternly, her sharp voice cutting through the warm morning air. She marched ahead, skirts sweeping the stone pathway as she led Astra and the other maids into the palace garden. The air was thick with the scent of fresh earth and blooming flowers.