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‎Chapter 29

‎The Eternal Flame

‎Talia

‎Twenty years after the eclipse, the world had forgotten what true darkness felt like.

‎The manor stood as it always had, stone walls softened by ivy, windows glowing with firelight even in summer. The courtyard was alive with the next generation: pups tumbling in wolf form, teens sparring with wooden swords, elders telling stories under the ancient oak that had once been barren but now shaded half the grounds.

‎I watched from the balcony, my hand resting on the railing worn smooth by decades of my touch. My hair was silver now, long and unbound, catching the breeze like moonlight. The lines on my face told stories of battles won and children raised, of nights spent guarding against shadows that never quite came. My body had changed too—curves softened by time and four pregnancies, scars faded to faint silver threads. But the light inside me burned as bright as ever, steady, endless.

‎Rex came up behind me, his arms sliding around my w
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