Aurora’s POVAt her words, I nodded emphatically, even though unease roiled in me“I am,” my voice went hoarse. “I have no choice in the matter anyway.”“You do,”Elder Miriam tilted her head towards the door. “You could run. You could wait for the next generation to do what you could not. You could pretend it doesn't exist after all.”I turned and saw Sylvia standing at the doorway, her face turning even more ashen as our eyes met.She looked away first, biting her lower lip.“If I do, others die,” I said, turning back to look into my teacup. I picked it up, and the warmth spread through my fingers. “Even if I run, my son will bear the brunt. My grandchildren too. It may spell the end of my bloodline, and I cannot allow that.”“So you fight,” Elder Miriam nodded.“Will you help me?” I asked, my voice smaller.“To fight, I cannot. But I can help you figure out where to aim your claws,” She tapped her teacup and rose to her feet. “You, standing there like a puppet. Are you not ready to a
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