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Shadows Over Mooncrest

Author: Nitalex
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-13 23:30:28

Reya's POV.

Night had become a dark and inky blackness, carrying with the weight of impending doom. My bones were gripped by the cold, smoky sensation of fear that held me captive like a second life. Dexter's forces were mentioned to me as being forthcoming. I had prepared my wolves, rallied the injured, and instructed to keep an eye out at Mooncrest. We were unable to anticipate what was coming. What happened?

A gloomy expanse of darkness enveloped Mooncrest as the sky was devoid of all light. The echoes in my heart were as loud as the drumbeat of an imminent disturbance. Standing on the battlements was my role, serving as a beacon of hope and carrying what felt like grueling weight.

And then, they arrived.

Silently. Deadly. Precise.

With their blades glinting in the dim moonlight, aspirating towards the sky, it's like an ancient temple. I witnessed the movement, seeing shadows gliding and ghostly presence.'". Their responsibility was to put the heir's life in danger and save it
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