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CHAPTER 10

Auteur: Sunkissed
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-08 22:51:20

VIVIAN’S POV

The scrying crystal shattered in my hands.

“NO!” I shrieked, hurling the pieces across my ritual room. They embedded in the walls, glittering like deadly diamonds.

The shadow wolves—six of my most powerful creations—destroyed. Not just defeated. Obliterated. Burned away by pure white light so intense it had burned through my magical connection to them.

Royal Wolf light.

The girl had accessed her power. Even with the curse still active, even this early in her awakening, Ar
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