The hidden passage beneath the Sacred Hall smelled of damp stone and old parchment.Even with the thick walls separating them from the chamber above, Piper could still hear the muffled echoes of battle. Metal clashed against metal. Wolves shouted orders. Somewhere above them, another section of the Hall trembled as something heavy crashed to the floor.The war had begun.Ember slowed at the end of the narrow corridor and looked back.“I don’t think they followed us.”“They’re too busy trying to kill each other,” Cecil replied quietly.The words settled over the three women like a weight.Piper looked toward the ceiling. Every shout reminded her of the wolves fighting above because they believed they had no other choice.“We’re close,” Cecil said.She led them through another stone archway into a forgotten archive hidden beneath the Hall. Shelves carved directly into the rock stretched from one end of the chamber to the other, filled with weathered scrolls, cracked journals, and dusty
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