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The evening was calm and serene as the lycans gathered around the full moon to celebrate their normal evening show. The sky was a beautiful shade of pale blue, and the night was filled with a gentle breeze that carried the scent of pine trees and wildflowers.

Amidst the dancing and revelry, Amelia couldn't help but feel a deep sadness gnaw at her heart. She was standing apart from the rest of the crowd, watching Prince Ethan and Sylvia and her parents conversing in the middle of the pack . Though she tried to keep her gaze averted, her eyes kept flickering back to the trio, and every time she looked, it felt like a stab to her heart.

She was hurting, and so was her wolf. They both felt the weight of the pain that came from watching their mate with another person. It felt like their souls were being ripped apart, and there was nothing they could do to stop it.

The atmosphere was charged with an electric tension that she could feel in every pore of her skin. The lycans around her seem