The Reclamation (Davina's POV) The full moon hung heavy over the sacred clearing, its light painting the standing stones in liquid silver. I stood at the center, the flute's carved ridges biting into my palms. Seraphina knelt before me, tracing warding symbols into the earth with a moonforged dagger. Her hands trembled, not from weakness now, but from the power humming through the ancient grove. "Remember," she whispered, "this isn't just about reclaiming your wolf. It's about breaking the tether between you and Lyra." Across the circle, Eric and Malcolm stood guard, their usual animosity forgotten as the twins slept between them. Luca's small fingers clutched the edge of Eric's cloak even in sleep, while Lia had curled into Malcolm's side with absolute trust. I raised the flute to my lips, A twig snapped. Lyra stepped into the clearing, her emerald green cloak flaring behind her. Moonlight caught the silver threads woven through the fabric, Genevieve's colors. "Did you
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