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CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE

Author: Abby Gale
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-03 19:29:43

Lyra’s pov

“Child,” she murmured, “you must understand who you stand against if you are to survive him.”

“I understand. Please go on.”

“You’ve heard whispers of Veyran,” she continues. “But you do not yet know what he is, what he was meant to be.”

I swallowed, fear and curiosity growing inside me. “Then tell me.”

The goddess inclined her head, as if weighing the risk of pouring this story into mortal ears. Then, finally, she sighed.

“Long ago, before the first packs were ever born, before your kind even knew what it meant to bare your fangs and howl at the sky, there was only me,” she said. “I was whole. Light and shadow, mercy and fury, creation and destruction. I was balance.”

She lifted her hand, and stars flickered between her fingers like embers. “But within me was a fragment… a hunger that did not rest. He was born from me, a shadow carved out of my flesh. My counterpart. My wound. My son.”

Her voice dropped lower, as if she despised every word she was saying. “That wound was na
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