Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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The forest blurred past them in streaks of green and brown as Asher's massive black wolf form thundered through the trees.
Aurora clung to the thick fur between his shoulders, the wind whipping her hair behind her like a banner. She could feel the powerful muscles shifting beneath her with every stride, the steady rhythm of his paws striking the ground sending vibrations through her body.
They had left the Wolf Tribe behind only moments ago, yet already the world felt different - wider, wilder, filled with possibility.
Half an hour later, the trees thinned and gave way to open ground. Asher slowed, then stopped at the edge of a hidden valley. Aurora slid from his back, her feet sinking into soft grass. What lay before her stole the breath from her lungs.
