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Beneath the Pines
The Marked
Whispers in the Pack
The Ceremony of Rejection
The Omega Who Left
Eyes in the Dark
Torn Threads
A Different Kind of Strength
Return of the Rejected
The Summit Begins
Reverberations of Threat
Beneath the Surface
Instinct & Fire
Wolves in Darkness
Lines Drawn
The Silence Before War
The First Kill
The Arrow That Bonds
The Hunter Flame
The Storm After
The Voice of Pack
Threads of Peace
Old Ghosts
Roots and Reckonings
The Council Reborn
Whispers of the Wild
Shadows beyond Forest
The First Warning
Beneath The Silence
The Wolf who Waits
Memories in Ashes
Before The Eclipse
When the Sky Falls Quiet
The Next Morning
The Remaining
The Future Letters
The Stillness
The Weight of Silent Happiness
The New Howl
The Selfgrowth Wolf
Memories Become Map
Beneath the Birch Canopy
The Will of Fire
The Scroll Hidden With Dust
Forgotten Flame
Return of the Fifth Voice - New Arc (Serewren line)
The Echo Ceremony
A Ripple in Still Water
The Vote That Shook the Circle
A Seat Carved From Silence
The Weight Behind Smiles
The Mirror Offered
The Iron Drapped Invitation
The Ground That Moves Beneath
The Fracture Beneath
Fire Between
The Oath
Shadows Beneath the Banner
The Space Between
The Whispering Rift
The Wolves That Watch
Burning Words
Reverberation of Blood
The Line Divide's
Trial by Silence
The Fire in the Veins
The Circle Fractured
Eyes in the Fog
A Luna Alone
Callen’s Warning
The Bond
A Deadly Arrival
The Red Moon Howls
Storm at Stonewater
The Circle Defends
Claws and Creed
Ember Falls
The Letter
The Pactkeeper
Mia's Stand
The Siege of the Flame
In the Enemy’s Eyes
The Betrayer Named
Bound by Oath
When the Wolves Rose
Ashes to Roots
The Circle Rewrites
The Silent Days
Lucas’s Vow
The Gathering Festival
The Map of Dreams
Child of the Lost Line
The Orphan’s Eyes
A Future Unclaimed
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Lucas’s Vow
Setting: Silverpine’s northern watchtower; starlit campfire on the summit plateau
The wind was sharp at the peak.
Not cruel—just honest. It tugged at the edges of Lucas’s cloak as he stood at the edge of the northern watchtower, staring into the distant night. The stars were burning cold and bright...