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CHAPTER 121

작가: ANNA COLLINS
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The drums still echoed in my bones long after the ritual ended.

I had grown up hearing tales of the Crescent Flame and the Phoenix Rising, of prophecies buried beneath blood and stone, but never once did I think those myths would manifest in my lifetime or that my son would become their center

Ezren slept soundly now, curled between worn furs and moonstone charms in the quiet sanctuary we prepared for him. I stood beside him, watching his chest rise and fall, each breath a prayer. I wasn’t ready to lose him not to fate, not to war, not to prophecy.

A hand gently touched my shoulder. Rafael. Silent, but always present when I needed him most.

"You haven’t rested," he said.

I shook my head. “Neither has the world.”

He didn’t argue. He simply stood beside me, our silence saying more than any words.

Outside, the wind carried a different scent woodsmoke and steel. Soldiers from the western packs had begun to arrive. Banners flew high, unfamiliar sigils next to our own. Wolves we hadn’t seen
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