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Elena*****Mid-Morning — Temporary Stronghold in the Valley*****For one single heartbeat, we had peace.And then the world remembered who we were.The camp was waking when it happened, not in panic, not in fear. Just normal sounds. Warriors stretching. Someone pouring water. Someone laughing. The smell of bread and smoke filled the air. The valley looked calm, almost beautiful.I didn’t trust it.Peace never lasted for people like us.Chase stood beside me, close enough that I could feel his warmth but not touching me. Like he was afraid that if he did, everything would fall apart. Lucian was on the ridge above us, arms crossed, eyes locked on the distance. He didn’t look relaxed. He never did. He looked like a weapon waiting to be used.Finn and Fia sat on a blanket in front of us, sharing flatbread.“This is good,” Finn said happily.“You say that about everything,” Fia replied.“That’s because everything is good when nobody is trying to kill us.”Lucian snorted. “That is the dumb

Finn*****Early Afternoon — The Broken Clearing*****The ground was still shaking when everything changed.Not just from the fighting.From something far worse.The sky darkened like someone had poured ink across the sun. The light turned sickly and red, and the ash that had been falling before suddenly came down heavier, thicker, like the world itself was burning somewhere far above us.I could hear screaming again.Not just from our people.From everywhere.Fia grabbed my hand. “Finn… something’s wrong.”“I feel it too,” I said. My head hurt, like something was pressing against my brain.Lucian turned slowly, scanning the horizon. His eyes went cold.“This isn’t a normal attack,” he muttered. “This is an invasion.”Mama ran up to us, her clothes torn, blood on her arm. “What’s happening?”Before Lucian could answer, a deep horn sounded in the distance.Then another.Then dozens more.The sound rolled through the valley like thunder.From the smoke beyond the broken trees, figures be

Elena*****Early Evening — The War-Torn Valley*****The fire finally began to fade.Not disappear, never that, but soften, like a wounded beast pulling back just enough to breathe. Smoke still covered the valley, thick and gray, stinging my eyes and burning my throat. Bodies lay everywhere, some ours, some Seraphina’s. Broken weapons were scattered across the blackened ground. The earth itself looked bruised, split open from Finn’s power and Seraphina’s dark magic.But for the first time since the invasion began…The battlefield was quiet.Not peaceful.Just waiting.I stood in the center of it, blood on my hands and armor, ash clinging to my hair. Finn and Fia were behind me, both of them still glowing faintly, though their power had settled into a soft, dangerous hum.Lucian stood to my right, sword dripping black blood.Chase stood to my left, breathing hard, his face pale.Two kings.Two Alphas.Two men who had led armies into this hell.And now… they were both looking at me.The

Elena*****Midnight — The Smoldering Valley*****The valley was no longer quiet.It was alive with power.Thousands of warriors filled the land where only hours ago there had been fire and death. Alpha banners waved in the night wind. Torches burned along broken ridges. Wolves and shifters stood shoulder to shoulder, all waiting.Waiting for me.Waiting for what came next.Above us, the sky had begun to change.At first, it was only a strange red glow behind the clouds. Then the moon rose.Slowly.Wrong.It wasn’t white. It wasn’t silver.It was red.Deep, dark crimson, like it had been soaked in blood.The Blood Moon.My heart dropped into my stomach.Fia stiffened beside me.“Mom,” she whispered. “It’s starting.”Finn grabbed her hand. “What’s starting?”She swallowed. “The prophecy.”A low murmur moved through the armies. Even hardened Alphas felt it. The air itself seemed heavier, pressing down on every soul.Lucian stood behind me, arms crossed, eyes sharp.“So,” he muttered. “Th

Elena*****Early Dawn — The Ruins of Silverfang*****The silver lightning was still burning across the sky when everything went quiet.Not peaceful quiet.The kind that comes right before something else breaks.Smoke drifted through the ruins of Silverfang, thick and bitter. The towers were half-collapsed. The ground was cracked and glowing where Seraphina’s fire had eaten through stone. Bodies lay everywhere, warriors, mothers, children, people who had trusted Chase to protect them.And now they were gone.I couldn’t breathe.Finn was standing a few feet in front of me, silver light still pulsing under his skin. His eyes didn’t look like my son’s eyes anymore. They looked older. Sharper. Like something else was looking out through them.Fia was beside him, shaking.“Finn…” she whispered. “Look at me.”He didn’t answer.Seraphina hovered above the broken altar in a swirl of dark fire, her long black hair floating like smoke around her face. She looked pleased. Far too pleased.I stepp