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THE SILVER LINING CHAPTER 120

Author: MIKS DELOSO
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The hall was thick with silence, as if the stones themselves strained to hear every syllable. And then one of the Elders broke it a gaunt-faced man with hollow cheeks, his eyes aglow with fear.

"You talk as if success is within your grasp," he spat, his tone cutting like the edge of a blade. "But we witnessed what Vosvak accomplished tonight. The wards warped, the ground fissured, and the Alpha's body continues to writhe in corruption. You refer to it as defiance." his hand trembled as he stabbed toward Miyal."I refer to it as denial!"

Kaelen's teeth glinted, a snarl in his throat. "Watch your words.

But Miyal held up a hand, stopping him. His eyes, smoldering pale but unyielding, fastened on the shaking Elder. "And what do you name surrender, then?"

The Elder's mouth clenched. "Pragmatism. Survival. If the Alpha falls, then the Citadel falls with it. If we resist Vosvak, we will be burned to ashes. Better that we bow submit and live."

Gasps spread among the others, but a few were not
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