The venue\u2019s back lot had mostly cleared out, the paparazzi finally retreating after being thoroughly shamed and out-alpha\u2019d by the pack. But the tension still lingered \u2014 you could feel it in every step, every breath. Crew members moved like they were dodging invisible landmines. Even Mark looked more tired than gruff.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel was the first off the bus after the dust settled. He rubbed his face with both clawed hands, tail dragging, expression somewhere between rage and heartbreak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cThat was brutal\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
\u201cStill standing,\u201d Thane said softly, stepping up beside him. Their shoulders brushed. \u201cStill a pack.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And then they noticed her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She\u2019d been sitting by the alley wall, across from the loading dock \u2014 a plain folding chair tucked under her, a thermos in her lap, and a small homemade cardboard sign held close to her chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It read:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cI\u2019m not here for autographs. Just wanted to say thank you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
She was older. Maybe mid-sixties. Dressed in a Feral Eclipse hoodie so old the ink had cracked and faded. Her hair was silver, long, in a braid that hung over one shoulder. She had a softness to her that the years hadn\u2019t hardened \u2014 just steadied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cassie was the first to notice. Then Maya. Then the rest of the crew came to a slow halt on the ramp, watching her with a silent reverence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stood \u2014 slow, a little stiff \u2014 and held the sign out like an offering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cI\u2019m sorry for the chaos,\u201d she said gently, her voice warm but shaking. \u201cI\u2019ve been waiting here for two days. I didn\u2019t know if you\u2019d even see me. But I had to try.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel stepped forward, ears up, eyes softening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cYou waited out here\u2026 for us<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cI don\u2019t go to concerts anymore. I\u2019ve got some health stuff. But I listened to your acoustic set from the benefit show \u2014 the one with the rain? And\u2026 something in it just clicked.<\/em> I lost my husband last year. And I\u2019d stopped playing guitar after. Gave it up. Didn\u2019t see the point.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
She smiled \u2014 bittersweet, but proud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cYour music made me pick it back up.<\/em> I\u2019m not good. But I want<\/em> to be. Again.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Until Jonah whispered, \u201cHoly crap,\u201d and tried to wipe his eyes with his sleeve without looking like he was wiping his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel crossed to her slowly and crouched to her level, claws gently tapping her thermos as he smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cWhat\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cDarla.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cDarla, can I give you something?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
He unclipped the laminated All Access<\/strong> badge from his own lanyard. His.<\/em> Not a spare. Not a crew one. His.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cYou\u2019re in the front row tonight. I want you to hear us the way you deserve to.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
She took it with both hands, eyes misty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cThank you,\u201d she whispered. \u201cAnd thank you for reminding me that it\u2019s okay to keep living.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel smiled, his voice a murmur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cWe all need that reminder sometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Thane stepped up behind them and \u2014 very carefully \u2014 placed a clawed hand on Darla\u2019s shoulder. She looked up at him in awe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cYou\u2019re the kind of fan we dream<\/em> of,\u201d he said simply. \u201cThank you for waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Maya gave her a side-hug. Cassie offered her a custom backstage hoodie from the merch bin. Rico grinned and said he wanted a photo later \u2014 \u201cnot for social. Just for me.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Darla just laughed. \u201cYou\u2019ve already given me everything<\/em> I needed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\n\n\nAs the crew headed in for load-in, Darla watched them disappear into the back of the venue, the sun starting to set behind the building. She tucked her badge against her chest like a sacred relic and whispered:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\u201cMy wolves\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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