The sun rose bloody over the hills.Mira crouched near a shallow creek, rinsing the blood from her hands. Her reflection in the water shimmered, unfamiliar. Her face was the same, but her eyes, no longer hollow.Now, they burned.Behind her, Grey kept watch as Liam helped their father settle against a tree trunk. The man looked barely conscious, but alive. Mira couldn’t stop glancing at him, torn between relief and dread.“You did it,” Liam murmured. “You broke the chains.”“No,” Mira said softly. “The pendant did. Our mother’s magic.”Grey stepped closer, his eyes flicking to the healing wound on her side. “You need stitches.”“I’ll heal.”“Still. Sit.”She did.Grey knelt in front of her, pulling gauze and antiseptic from his kit. As he cleaned the wound, she hissed but didn’t flinch.“How are you not panicking right now?” she asked him.“You mean after watching you transform into the most powerful wolf I’ve ever seen?”She smirked faintly.He wrapped her side carefully. “I’m panick
Last Updated : 2025-05-30
