KAIA'S POV: The air thickens with tension, the moment too still to be natural. I stand at the edge of the pack border, everyone else frozen behind me, waiting, watching. The silhouette that called my name steps closer, emerging from the veil of darkness like she’s been a part of it all along. Her eyes glint silver in the moonlight, and her scent smells wild, earthy, and old which curls around me like smoke. “I mean no harm,” the stranger says, her voice deep and hoarse, like it’s weathered centuries. “My name is Veyra.”The name curls in my gut like it means something, but I can’t place it. Rhea steps protectively in front of me, one hand glowing faintly with magic. “You crossed into Guen territory. Speak fast.” “I once served Mavilla,” Veyra says, eyes never leaving mine. “Kaia’s mother. I came for her.” Gasps ripple through those gathered, but I barely hear them. The world tilts sideways, and I step forward before I realize I’m moving. “My... my mother?” Veyr
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