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CHAPTER 47 – Morrigan’s Mask

Auteur: Joel J. Parker
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-04 11:15:31

Lyra crossed the pack grounds with measured steps.

Morning sunlight lay pale over Silvercrest, but it couldn’t soften the heaviness in the air. Wolves moved between cabins in strained silence, their gazes sharp, their bodies tense. Fear had settled into the pack like frost, and beneath it something darker was growing.

Jarek’s warning still echoed in Lyra’s mind.

Morrigan isn’t alone.

She reached the outer path leading toward the training ring, intending to return to her cabin, when she heard fo
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  • Moonbound Hearts   CHAPTER 47 – Morrigan’s Mask

    Lyra crossed the pack grounds with measured steps.Morning sunlight lay pale over Silvercrest, but it couldn’t soften the heaviness in the air. Wolves moved between cabins in strained silence, their gazes sharp, their bodies tense. Fear had settled into the pack like frost, and beneath it something darker was growing.Jarek’s warning still echoed in Lyra’s mind.Morrigan isn’t alone.She reached the outer path leading toward the training ring, intending to return to her cabin, when she heard footsteps behind her. Not hurried. Not aggressive.Controlled.Lyra turned.Morrigan stood a short distance away, cloaked in dark fabric that flowed neatly around her. Her hair was braided back with careful precision. She looked composed, calm, almost gentle.But her eyes were watchful.“Lyra,” Morrigan said, her voice smooth as silk.Lyra didn’t soften. “Morrigan.”Morrigan approached slowly, stopping at a respectful distance, as if she were offering courtesy rather than cornering her.“You’ve be

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