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Chapter 15 The First Flames of War
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2025-07-08 12:00:48Mia's POV
The next morning arrived with an eerie stillness. No birdsong, no rustle of leaves. Just silence.
It unsettled me more than any nightmare ever could.
By the time I made it to the dining room, the pack was already gathered. Damian stood at the head of the table, maps spread before him. Elara, Kato, Austin, and Sybil flanked him. Mike and Nella sat to the side, tension thick in the room.
"You're late," Damian said without looking up.
"I'm aware," I muttered. "I had a name in my dreams. Nyx."
That got his attention. He looked up sharply, eyes narrowing.
"That's the name of a goddess," Sybil said, stepping forward. "The ancient personificatio
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