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Wolfe's POV Alpha Luther handed me the small vial coldly. “Here, keep it for your Luna,” he said, his voice sharp but detached. “She’ll be needing it soon.” He added and turned his back on us. “Make sure Criseda gets back to Frostmoon safely. I don’t want anyone seeing her. Not tonight.” And without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing there with Criseda and the weight of this new burden. I glanced at Criseda, her face was pale, her eyes red from tears. She hadn’t even acknowledged the potion. She stood there, frozen, as if the reality of Alpha Luther’s rejection had hit her harder than she ever expected. I clenched the vial tighter, knowing the journey back to Frostmoon would not be a good one. No matter how I tried to convince myself otherwise, I knew that