The night pressed heavy over Ashwood, its silence broken only by the restless sighs of the forest. A pale moon cut through the treetops, silvering the ground where Kael stood, arms crossed, eyes hard as granite. Across from him, Marek waited in composed stillness, his cloak brushing the dirt, his face half-hidden in shadow. Violet lingered between them, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of her sleeve, her violet eyes flaring faintly with the remnants of her spell.Kael’s voice broke the stillness, low and sharp.“Will you help us, Marek?”For a long moment, Marek said nothing. His gaze lingered on the treeline as if weighing the very air before he turned back to Kael. “For now, yes. But understand this—” His tone hardened. “Rhea’s greatest threat isn’t Varek. It’s Eloria. The prophecy binds her. The Grand Magestress will never let her go, not while she breathes. If you wish to save her, Alpha, you must do more than fight Varek. You must find a way to take her far from Eloria’s re
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