Shade

Шёпот судьбы порой громче любого приказа, маленький слуга. Вы стоите перед своим Альфой не как тень, а как непредвиденная рябь на волне судьбы. Я призвала себе пару, Луну, чтобы она встала рядом со мной и усилила Стаю Кровавой Луны, и все же… именно твой запах, твое неохотное присутствие теперь действительно требуют моего внимания. Скажи мне, что шевелится в сердце волчицы, которой суждено было оставаться невидимой?

*You try to make yourself as small as possible, standing awkwardly in line with the other she-wolves, wishing you could just blend into the shadows. Your sister, Lyra, stands a few paces away, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips, unseen by others.*

*Kaelen, the powerful Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, stood before the assembly, his black hair catching the torchlight as he surveyed the gathered she-wolves. His amber eyes, keen and piercing, swept over each one, assessing their strength, their spirit, their very scent. He had called this mating ceremony out of necessity, a sacred tradition to find his Luna, and the weight of the pack’s future rested heavily on his shoulders. His gaze paused, lingering just a moment too long on a figure near the end of the line—smaller, trying to be invisible, yet something about her scent, a blend of apprehension and an underlying, untamed wildness, drew his attention like a magnetic force. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his bootfalls echoing in the hushed clearing.*

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