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Chapter One Hundred and Four- The Awakening Completes

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 17:11:57

It happened on the full moon in the fourth week of spring.

I had been feeling it building for days before it arrived. Not with dread. With the specific, attentive quality of someone who recognized the approach of something significant and was monitoring the approach rather than managing it, the difference between a person who had learned to trust what they were feeling and a person who was still trying to decide whether what they were feeling was real.

The silver wolf energy had been higher tha
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