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Dawnstrike
It was as though a bruising weight had been lifted when the sun finally revealed itself. Its rays filtered through the holes in the tent that Eve had been forced to stay in. The red haze slowly gave way to the pure golden light of the sun.
Eve could not help but breathe a deep sigh of relief as the sweltering heat of the red poison receded. She rose on wobbly legs, aches traveling through her body. But she ignored it, stroking her still-flat belly.
"Do you want to see the sun?" she asked her pups, hobbling her way toward the flap. She pressed on the comm connected to Ellen's station then. There was no reply. There had been no reply for the past one hour.
Dread clogged her throat—had Silverpine survived, had Ellen and Cain survived? Victoriana had promised info soon but that had been half an hour ago.
She could hear cheers outside. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Relief. Joy. Survival.
She pushed the flap and stepped into what felt like a brand new day.
The camp was alive.
Gammas embraced each other, some crying, some laughing, some simply standing in the sunlight with their faces turned upward.
The Bloodmoon had passed.
They had survived.
Eve stepped forward, her hand still resting protectively on her belly.
Gallinti saw her first. His face split into a relieved smile. "Luna! You shouldn't be—"
"I'm fine," Eve said, waving him off. "I just needed to see it. The sun."
She looked up.
And for the first time in three days, the sky was blue.
No red haze. No oppressive heat. No radiation bleeding through the atmosphere.
Just—sky.
Beautiful. Clear. Safe.
Tears slipped down Eve's cheeks.
"We made it," she whispered.
Gallinti nodded. "We did."
Around them, the camp was assessing damage. Counting casualties. Tending to the wounded.
But there was hope now.
The Bloodmoon was over.
The worst was behind them.
Eve's hand moved to her chest, over her heart.
Over the bond.
Hades.
She could feel him. Distant. Exhausted. But alive.
And—
Moving.
Fast.
Coming toward her.
Eve's breath caught.
"He's coming," she whispered.
Gallinti looked at her. "The Alpha?"
"Yes." Eve's voice was firm. "He's—"
Then she felt it.
Through the bond.
Not exhaustion.
Urgency.
Fear.
Warning.
Eve's eyes widened.
"Something's wrong," she said.
Gallinti's expression shifted immediately. "What? What is it?"
"I don't—" Eve stopped, her hand pressing harder against her chest. "He's—he's afraid. For me. For—"
A horn sounded in the distance.
Not Obsidian's.
Silverpine's.
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