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EPILOGUE: Where Light and Shadow DanceELARA'S POV"Mama, do I look okay?"I turned from the window. Twenty-two years. My daughter stood before me. No longer the glowing baby we'd found in that dark chamber. A woman now. Beautiful. Powerful. Ours."You look perfect, sweetling," I said. The old nickname still fits somehow.She wore white. Traditional for bonding ceremonies. Her dark hair cascaded down her back. Those silver eyes sparkled with nervous excitement. Light and shadow danced beneath her skin. Balanced. Beautiful. Everything we'd hoped she'd become."I'm terrified," she admitted. Laughed shakily. "Is that normal?""Completely normal." I walked to her. Took her hands. "I was terrified at my bonding ceremony too.""You had two mates though." She grinned. "That's twice the terror."Twenty years. Twenty years since we'd sealed the wound. Since we'd learned to love imperfectly. Since we'd built this life.The valley had grown. Our small sanctuary had become legendary. Wolves came
ELARA'S POV"Mama, watch this!"Our daughter stood in the garden. Six months since the mountain. Six months of healing. Growing. Becoming.She raised both hands. Light blazed from her right palm. Shadow swirled from her left. Then she brought them together.The magic merged. Created something entirely new. A flower bloomed between her hands. Half silver-light. Half midnight-shadow. Absolutely breathtaking."Beautiful, sweetling," I called. I meant it completely.She grinned. Ran to show the other children. Five of them now. All with difficult magic. All sent here by desperate parents. All thriving under our teaching.We'd become something unexpected. A sanctuary. Not just for light magic. Not just for shadow. For everything in between. For the complicated. It's frightening. The difference.Kael taught them structure. Control. How to channel power through discipline and focus.Ronan taught them patience. Gentleness. How to nurture magic instead of forcing it.I taught them wisdom. Bala
COMING BACK HOME RONAN'S POV"Look! She's in the garden!"Mara pointed as we approached the house. I could see our daughter from here. Sitting cross-legged in the dirt. Hands outstretched.We ran. All three of us. Desperate to reach her. To hold her. To prove she was really okay.She didn't notice us at first. Too focused on what she was doing. Creating something with her magic.Flowers bloomed around her. But not normal blooms. Half were made of pure light. Glowing silver-white. Beautiful. The other half were made of shadow. Dark but not evil. Elegant. Mysterious.She was weaving them together. Light and shadow flowers growing side by side. Creating patterns. Making beauty from both.No fighting. No opposition. Just harmony."Sweetling," I called softly. I didn't want to startle her.Her head whipped around. Those silver eyes went huge. "You came back!"She scrambled up. Ran toward us. We met her halfway. Dropped to our knees. Caught her together.She crashed into us. Sobbing. Cling
KAEL'S POV"We will try again today."I said it as dawn broke. Third morning on this cursed mountain. But something felt different. Lighter somehow.Ronan nodded. No argument. "Together this time. Really together."Elara stood. Stretched. I looked at both of us. "Not trying to fix each other. Just accepting each other."Simple words. But they meant everything.We'd talked through the night. Really talked. About our fears. Our failures. Our fundamental differences. And somehow, in admitting we were all broken, we'd started becoming whole again.The walk back to the wound site felt different. We walked side by side. Not ahead. Not behind. Together.The corruption had spread overnight. The chasm was wider. Darker. Hungrier.But I wasn't afraid anymore. Not the same way."Ready?" I asked."Ready," they answered together.We formed our triangle. Joined hands. This time I didn't try to force my way. I didn't try to make them follow my discipline. My structure. My methods.I channeled warrio
ELARA'S POV"Message incoming!"The shout jolted me awake. Dawn is barely breaking. I'd finally fallen asleep after hours of lying awake in guilt and fear.A messenger bird circled overhead. Valley markings. Urgent flight pattern.Kael caught it. Unrolled the tiny scroll. His face went white."What is it?" I scrambled up. My heart is pounding.He handed it to me. Hands shaking. The words blurred. I had to read them twice.*The baby is sick. Burning with fever. Magic consuming her from inside. Light and shadow fighting. She's crying for you. Keep asking why you left. Come home. Please. —Mara*"No," I breathed. "No no no."Ronan grabbed the scroll. Read it. Made a sound like he'd been punched. "We have to go back. Now.""We can't," Kael said. Voice tight. Controlled. "The corruption is spreading. If we don't seal it—""Our daughter is dying!" Ronan shouted. Got in Kael's face. "Nothing else matters!""Everything else matters!" Kael shoved him back. "If we don't fix this, there won't be
RONAN'S POV"We have to go back."Kael's voice was flat. Final. No room for argument.Our daughter looked up from her breakfast. Those silver eyes went wide with fear. "Back where?""To the mountain," Elara said gently. Knelt beside her chair. "Where we found you. Where the Guardian fell. We need to see what's happening there.""No!" Our daughter grabbed Elara's arm. Desperate. "Don't go to the dark place. It's calling me there. It wants me."My blood went cold. "What do you mean it wants you?""In my dreams. The voice says come home. Says I belong there. In the dark." Tears streamed down her face. "Don't go there. Please don't go.""We have to, sweetling," I said. My heart is breaking. "To fix what's broken. To stop the corruption.""Then I'm coming too!" She stood on her chair. Defiant despite the tears. "You can't leave me again!""It's too dangerous," Kael said. Firm. Alpha command creeping into his voice. "You're staying here.""No! I won't! You can't make me!" Her magic flared.
