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Chapter 46: Echoes of the Weave
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The rift between worlds glowed like a second moon above the mountain valley, its trinity light casting a gentle glow over the den’s fields as spring turned to summer.Elara stood in the training yard, watching a group of young wolves practice weaving crystal magic—a new technique taught by the crystal weavers that made their fire threads shine like starlight. Beside her, Lila demonstrated how to merge shadow magic with crystal light, creating a shield that shimmered like a dragonfly’s wing.“Look how far they’ve come,” Lila said, smiling as a pup’s shield held against a practice fireball. “A month ago, they could barely summon a spark.”Ellie darted between the wolves, her silver fire and white echo thread weaving trails that helped steady their magic. The winged wolf from the crystal realm—Kael, as she’d named him—trotted beside her, his fire-and-shadow fur glowing in the sunlight.“Kael says crystal forest misses us,” Ellie reported, pausing to ruffle the wolf’s ears. “We should vis
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Captive Moon: The Alpha's Blood Pact Chapter 46: Echoes of the Weave
Spring bloomed across the den, wildflowers pushing through the soil in bursts of gold and purple, while the training yard buzzed with activity as wolves practiced weaving magic.Elara sat on the porch of her hut, watching Ellie and Lila race across the grass, their silver fire weaving trails of light that merged in midair. Beside her, he sharpened his dagger, his shadow magic rippling to catch a stray thread of fire before it singed the wood.“Peace suits you,” he said, glancing up with a smile.Elara laughed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Peace suits all of us. Though I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.”His smile faded. “You feel it too? The magic’s humming differently. Like there’s a song just out of reach.”Before she could reply, a commotion erupted in the center of the den. Wolves pointed toward the archives, where a beam of tricolor light shot toward the sky, pulsing in time with Eleanor’s sword.They rushed to find the head elder standing in front of a hidde
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The den’s gates loomed ahead as the pack marched home, the snow melting from their fur and armor, replaced by the scent of pine and hearth smoke.Elara rode beside the weaver—Lila, as she’d introduced herself—her posture still tense but no longer defensive. The young wolf’s dark threads had faded, replaced by faint silver fire that flickered around her fingers, a sign the void magic was retreating.“Nervous?” Elara asked, her fire threads glowing gently to warm their hands.Lila nodded, her ears flattening. “What if they don’t forgive me? I hurt their pack. Corrupted their river. Wove darkness into their magic.”Ellie, perched on he’s shoulders, leaned forward, her silver fire swirling around Lila. “Pack forgives. Fire friend says hearts are soft, even when magic’s hard.”He laughed, his shadow magic rippling to brush snow from Lila’s cloak. “Ellie’s right. Our pack doesn’t judge by mistakes. They judge by how you fix them.”The den erupted in cheers as they passed through the gates,
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The northern wind bit at their faces as the pack marched, their breath fogging in the cold air. Snow crunched underfoot, and the trees grew sparse, their branches heavy with ice that glinted like shards of glass in the morning light.Elara rode beside him, Eleanor’s sword bouncing gently at her hip, while Ellie huddled in front of her, her silver fire flickering to keep them warm. The seal stone in Elara’s pouch pulsed, its tricolor light visible even through the leather, guiding them toward the ice witch ruins.“Magic’s getting stronger,” she said, pressing a hand to her scar, which burned with a steady warmth. “The nexus is close—can you feel it?”He nodded, his shadow magic rippling around them to block the wind. His red brand glowed brighter than usual, casting dark light over the snow. “Like standing at the center of a storm. All three magics colliding, but not clashing. Waiting.”Lira rode ahead, her bow ready, as she scanned the horizon. “Storm’s coming, literal and magic. The
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The den’s morning mist hung thick, but the training yard blazed with light as wolves gathered to learn the new magic.Elara stood at the center, Eleanor’s sword propped beside her, as she demonstrated weaving fire threads into shields. The golden light flowed from her palms, forming a dome that rippled like water when a pup’s errant ice spell hit it.“See?” she said, smiling as the shield absorbed the magic and glowed brighter. “Trinity weaving isn’t about strength—it’s about flow. Let the threads catch what comes, then turn it back.”Ellie darted between the wolves, her silver fire weaving tiny trinity symbols above their heads. “Like this! Fire friend says wrap the threads tight, but not too tight.” A group of pups cheered as their shadow threads, once clumsy and faint, now coiled neatly around a practice dummy.He walked among them, his red brand glowing as he corrected a young wolf’s shadow weave. “Breathe. Shadow magic follows your heartbeat—if you rush, it scatters.” The wolf no
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