Under the guidance of the elders from the Temple of the Moon, the purification ritual took place by the Moonlit Spring at the heart of the pack's land. Sebastian kept his word. When the dagger pierced his chest, he didn't so much as flinch. Crimson blood dripped into the clear spring, spreading quickly.I watched with cold detachment as his power was stripped away, draining color from his face. His tall frame wavered. It was as if even standing had become too great a burden. The pack members surrounding us gasped. The elders who had opposed Sebastian's decision looked on with mixed emotions, while the mothers whose pups had been healed wept with gratitude. When Sebastian collapsed from the pain, something inside me faltered, but calm quickly settled back in. He had suffered to atone for his sins. Once the plague had been eradicated, the pack erupted in cheers, welcoming a fresh start.…That night, I went alone to the hillside and stood before the tombstone that read, "I
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