In the wolf's den

The night carries echoes of things once silenced-whispers she tried to bury, footsteps she thought would never find her again. Yet shadows are patient. They wait. They remember.

A name lingers on her lips, unspoken for years, and with it awakens a world she swore to forget. A world where the line between devotion and destruction is perilously thin, where desire feels like a knife pressed gently against the skin.

Some memories return as ghosts. Others return as flesh and fire. He is both.
The boy she once knew is gone, leaving behind only the wolf-cloaked in power, sharpened by darkness, and bound to her in ways she cannot undo.

The deeper she steps into the silence of his den, the more she feels the pull of something ancient, inevitable, merciless. Love, or ruin-perhaps both.

Because not all stories are meant to be gentle.
And not all hearts survive the places they call home.

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