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Peniel’s heart raced as she crouched in the shadows, her eyes locked on the heavily guarded perimeter of the Lunar Eolstice Pack’s grounds. The night was cold, the moon high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the trees. She had spent weeks preparing for this—studying the patrol routes, memorizing every blind spot, and rehearsing her escape a thousand times. All she had to do was steal the artifact hidden deep within the pack’s vault. A simple enough mission, but there was one problem—Lucian. He was their top warrior, a skilled fighter who had been watching the vault like a hawk for days. She had only seen him from a distance, but something about the way he moved, his intensity, drew her in. He was unlike anyone she had encountered before, and she hated that her mind wandered to him i

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