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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX

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THE WITCH WHO WASN’T NAMED

Nicholas’ POV

The chamber beneath the Hall of Judgment was reserved for crises.

Tonight, it held silence, sweat, and tension.

Seven elders sat around the obsidian table, each one a veteran of our pack’s long and bloodstained history. Some bore silver in their hair. Others bore claw marks from battles long past. But all of them had one thing in common:

They feared what they didn’t understand.

I stood at the head of the table, scrolls and parchment laid before me—evidence, records, and the ancient prophecy Darion had quietly slipped into my hands before I left the archives.

“Her mother was erased from every known record,” I said. “Removed from covens. Denied by clans. Not because she was evil. But because she wasn’t supposed to exist.”

“You believe Azaria is something like her?” Elder Marten asked, frowning.

“She is her daughter,” I said. “And she deserves to know what that means.”

“What it means,” growled Elder Lisanne, her silver eyes cold, “is that you’re c
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