A WARRIOR'S HEART
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A WARRIOR'S HEART

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Tera Writes Fantasy

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Three years ago, Willow’s world was torn apart when Atlas—the powerful Alpha of Obsidian Crescent and her fated mate—rejected her without reason and vanished. She buried her heartbreak, hardened her heart, and became the fiercest warrior of Shadow Moon Pack under Alpha Tyler’s rule, the Alpha of her pack.But fate isn’t done with her. Atlas has returned three years after a brutal attack on his life, with fractured memories—unaware of the bond they once shared or the life-changing choices he abandoned. He was pulled back sooner than expected when the man who had led Obsidian Crescent in his absence—his father—died recently, leaving the pack without a leader and forcing Atlas to reclaim the Alpha’s seat once more. To his pack, he is the legend restored. To Willow, he is both her greatest weakness and her deepest wound.Now, with rogues rising and old alliances at risk, Willow is forced to stand beside him again. Their wolves still crave each other, but she refuses to be shattered twice. Complicating matters further is Alpha Tyler, her ever-controlling pack leader, whose obsession with her grows dangerously possessive and threatens to expose vulnerabilities she can’t afford to show—and a mysterious woman in Atlas’s life, a claim that turns every interaction into a battlefield of jealousy and secrets.As betrayal brews in the shadows and war closes in, Willow discovers a power within herself she never knew existed—one that could tip the balance between survival and ruin. But every choice comes with a cost.Will she risk her heart on the mate who once broke it, or carve her own path—even if it means standing against both Alphas?In a world where loyalty is fragile and passion is perilous, love may be the most dangerous battle of all.

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Tags: darklove-trianglefamilyHEfatedsecond chanceshifterkickass heroinedramamythologypackrejectedaddicted to love
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CHAPTER NINETY SIX

WILLOW'S POV.

I didn’t wake up.

I fell.

There was no jolt, no sharp return to consciousness—just the feeling of sinking, slow and endless, like the world beneath me had quietly given way.

When awareness finally returned, I was standing.

That was the first thing that confused me.

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