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The vault's reckoning

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Mara’s POV

The vault was trembling, a living thing now, responding to the presence of the shadowed elder as though it were his heartbeat made flesh. Dust choked the air, and the acrid scent of scorched stone clung to my skin. My wolf howled, vibrating inside me with the fury and anticipation that I could not control. Dresden’s hand remained tight on mine, grounding me, anchoring me in a storm I had never imagined could exist in this world—or any world.

“I can feel him,” I whispered, teeth gritted, claws scraping against stone for balance as the fissures on the floor widened. “He’s not just retreating—he’s… he’s preparing.”

Dresden’s amber eyes flared brighter in the dim light. “Yes. He’s evolving faster than we expected. Every strike we made, he adapted, learned, and now… he’s dangerous beyond anything we’ve faced.” His voice was calm but undercut with the tension that made my wolf purr and snarl at the same time.

The shadows were everywhere now, creeping along walls and floors l
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