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The Questions That Cannot Wait

作者: Preshiex
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-12 20:34:41

The forest was quiet again, but the silence felt sharp, like a knife pressed too close to the skin. The enemy had gone, leaving only broken snow and dark stains behind. The air still held the echo of howls, and Damien’s wolves prowled the edges of the clearing, restless and alert.

Damien stood near the fire he had built, his hands clenched at his sides. He couldn’t look away from Lyra, who sat on a fallen log with Isla in her lap. The child’s small body was limp, her face pale, her silver glow gone as if it had never been there at all.

But Damien had seen it.

He had seen everything.

Lyra stroked Isla’s hair gently, whispering to her though the child slept too deeply to hear. Her eyes were red, her shoulders trembling. She didn’t look at Damien. She couldn’t.

Finally, his voice broke the silence. Low, rough, dangerous.

“What is she?”

Lyra’s hand froze mid-stroke.

“She’s my daughter,” she whispered.

Damien’s breath caught. The fire popped loudly, sending sparks into the night. “No,” he
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