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The days in the Nightshade Pack seemed to blur together as Amara and Darius settled into a rhythm that felt both natural and exhilarating. With each passing moment, Amara grew stronger, more confident, and more in tune with her wolf, Lyra. She spent her mornings training, her afternoons working with the pack, and her evenings with Darius, their connection deepening in ways she hadn’t thought possible. But despite her growing strength and happiness, Amara still had moments of doubt. She had only recently shifted for the first time, and though she had Lyra by her side now, she still questioned if she could truly stand as the Luna of the Nightshade Pack. Darius believed in her—his confidence in her was unwavering—but she often wondered if she was really ready to take on such a responsibility