The morning sun had never seemed so fragile. Its light spilled through the Council Hall windows, pale and tremulous, unable to pierce the heavy tension that still hung in the air. Nova sat slumped in her chair, black-and-silver veins flickering faintly along her arms, her hand resting protectively on her stomach. Kilian stood close, shadowing her every movement, while Lyra scanned the room with sharp, attentive eyes.Outside, the pack stirred uneasily. Something had shifted overnight, something unseen yet unmistakable. Wolves that had slept peacefully now prowled in restless circles, ears perked, noses twitching, tails flicking with unease. Nova’s connection to them throbbed sharply in her mind, every instinct screaming that this was no ordinary disturbance.“It’s her,” Nova whispered, voice trembling. “Eileen… she’s already touching the world.”Lyra’s lips pressed into a thin line. “We need to see what she’s capable of,” she said quietly, though her tone carried the weight of warning
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