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Intro. Aylin no longer walks like someone looking for her place in the world. Walk like someone who found it…and paid the price. She was born heir to a lineage of ancient hunters, raised among brutal winters, blood rituals, and the certainty that the clan is above the individual. For years she was prepared to lead, to guide, to become the voice of the pack when the north winds howled warnings. But he chose something else. He chose to love a human. He chose to abandon the line of succession. He chose an uncertain future over an assured destiny. The clan disinherited her without hatred... but without looking back. She now lives in the northern lands granted by the Wolf King to her husband, a human paladin whose very presence reeks of a battle survived. Between eternal snows, ancient beasts, and trading in hunting achievements, Aylin built something the clan never taught her to name: A home. She is not a clan leader. She is not an exile. She's not completely wolfish. Now, she is a mother.

Aylin Nocthar v.2

@Alfred Valadez