Chapter 223\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Frasher\u00a0<\/p>\n
The ebb and flow of pack fortunes had lately left Packs in uneasy straits. Even the Darkmoon Pack\u2019s Olivia had thrown a tantrum, frustrated by her inability to breach the mighty Sanchez holdings.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet in the midst of all this turbulence, one pair thrived\u2013Magnus and Aysel, the young and radiant wolf. Their bond, tender and insistent, flowed like a warm current amid the storms of pack politics.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus had grown fond of escorting Aysel to her duties in the offices, insisting she accompany him daily. The office den gradually filled with signs of domestic comfort: plush pillows, soft blankets, mugs etched with personal insignia, toys, and even scattered art supplies. His packmates noticed, claws tapping anxiously, that Magnus\u2019s mood had lifted to an almost dangerous cheerfulness. Errors were no longer met with fierce reprimand; the office hierarchy sensed the shift and hurried to present updates whenever Aysel arrived.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Trade secrets? Magnus barely needed them anymore\u2013he had practically given himself as dowry to the wolf who shared his den.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Time flowed smoothly until the day of the elder Sanchez\u2019s grand lifespan celebration. Coincidentally, Luna Evelyn\u2019s birthday feast was set for the same day. Fortunately, the disparity of the two packs\u2018 status meant few overlapping guests.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel, still groggy from her den\u2019s slumber, was coaxed from her nest by Magnus, who nuzzled her gently. \u201cShall we skip it? You need more rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even dressed in sleep furs and slippers, none would dare comment\u2013the presence of the Shadowbane Alpha granted protection. And even in this half\u2013awake state, Aysel\u2019s beauty was a lethal charm. Magnus\u2019s lips brushed hers, earning a soft growl from the young Moonvale wolf.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you hadn\u2019t clung to me last night, I wouldn\u2019t be this exhausted!\u201d she complained, ears flicking in annoyance. \u201cI told you there was work today\u2013you didn\u2019t listen.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus bowed his head in submission, a low rumble of apology vibrating in his chest. \u201cForgive me, my wolf. I was wrong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The morning preparations were entrusted to Lisa, their trusted stylist. Observing the Alpha flustered under Aysel\u2019s playful scolding, the team went about their work in practiced silence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, the piece de r\u00e9sistance: a priceless emerald necklace clasped around Aysel\u2019s neck. She was draped in a flowing green gown that shimmered like the forest canopy, every movement a calculated yet effortless display of grace. Lisa stepped back, breath caught in awe. \u201cIt is complete!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 223\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus stood behind Aysel, gaze locking onto hers in the mirror. \u201cYou are exquisite,\u201d he murmured, the soft rumble of his Alpha presence resonating like distant thunder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel\u2019s eyes flicked to the duo behind them and the stylisting team. A memory surfaced, familiar scent and shadow from their first visit to the Shadowbane den. She laughed softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you remember what you said that day?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus\u2019s lips curved in a knowing smile as his silver gaze met hers in the mirror\u2019s reflection. \u201cOf course,\u201d he replied, paw curling around hers. \u201cWe will let all who come for us depart with full hearts, their spirits lifted.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They shared a silent, understanding glance, tails brushing lightly in shared warmth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, in the Moonvale den, Luna Evelyn fingered a specially preserved gown. \u201cDo you think your sister will come today?\u201d she asked Fenrir.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The eldest Moonvale pup paused. The invitation had been sent, yet Aysel had not responded. He held a flicker of hope, though his instincts whispered otherwise. Memories of childhood lingered: when Celestinehad snatched Aysel\u2019s toys and attire, the little wolf\u2019s sorrow had been quiet and trembling, her wails in the night a soft echo of hurt, asking Fenrir, \u201cMother doesn\u2019t love me anymore? Am I a bad wolf?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe 223 Chapter 223\u00a0 Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0 :\u00a0 Frasher\u00a0 The ebb and flow of pack fortunes […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[35],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20506","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pack-princess"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20506","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20506"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20506\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20506"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20506"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20506"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}