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Birds of a feather.
Lyra. The evening had long settled, but I remained locked in my room, just as I had been since Magnus's men had thrown Daniel and me back into our pack like unwanted trash. I had never felt humiliation like this before, it was so raw, suffocating, and unforgiving. The moment we arrived, I felt the judgmental stares of my pack members piercing through me like daggers. No one said a word, but their eyes screamed everything: disgrace, failure, rejection. And those bastards masquerading as warriors hadn’t just left quietly. No, they had to rub salt in my wounds. They stood there, loud and proud, as they informed Daniel’s father that we had been 'banned' from entering Midnight Howl Pack. All because of my stupid half-sister, Ariel. That stupid, selfish, unwanted fatso. Goddess, h
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