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CHAPTER 164: Shards of the Eclipse
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The Vale had not known stillness since the night of the eclipse. Even now, weeks after Maxim and Zara had bound wolf and witch into one trembling seal, the air felt as though it waited to crack.Zara stood at the balcony of the high manor, her fingers pressed into the cold stone rail. She was barefoot, her dark hair still tangled from restless sleep. Below, the gardens trembled though there was no wind. The roses leaned unnaturally east, their petals bowing as though listening to something she could not yet hear.Maxim’s presence moved behind her before his hands touched her shoulders. He was silent at first, only watching the horizon. The sun had risen hours ago, but the sky refused to brighten. A heavy smear of gray clung above the Vale like smoke that would not clear.“You feel it too,” Zara said, not turning.“Yes.” Maxim’s voice was rough, not from lack of rest but from restraint. His Beast pressed too close to his skin these days, always sniffing for weakness, for hunger. “The s
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