Darrians POV
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The forest clearing was shrouded in twilight when I arrived, the air charged with the electric promise of violence. The trees stood still, silent observers to what was about to unfold. My warriors stood behind me, each prepared to fight and die if necessary. Ronan flanked me, unreadable, yet the tension in his shoulders betrayed his anticipation.
We had crossed into Bloodmoon territory with a clear objective: subjugate or destroy. A she-wolf had taken over the Bloodmoon Pack. A wolf who dared to challenge the order of things. She would either kneel... or fall.
But when I saw her, everything shifted.
She stood atop a raised stone platform in the center of the clearing, her presence arresting. Her long black hair rippled in the breeze like silk, her posture proud, eyes
