Nevara
By the time we returned to the clearing, the energy had changed.
Not calmer.
Directed.
Wolves moved with purpose now, not uncertainty. Patrol shifts were being reassigned without raised voices. The younger wolves who had lingered earlier out of curiosity were now being folded into structured rotations. The acting alpha had not needed to bark orders. He had only needed clarity.
And clarity had been given.
Thoren stopped at the center of the clearing instead of returning immediately to the pack house. It was subtle, but deliberate. Wolves gathered in arcs around him, not because he demanded it, but because they understood something formal was about to be spoken.
The acting alpha stood to his right.
I stood to his left.
The boys remained near Harlan but close enough to see.
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