The fire cracked softly between us, its warmth doing little to ease the tension that had settled into my bones.Drakon didn't speak again after his offer. He just watched – patient, unmoving, like a wolf that knew time was on his side. Across from him, Kael stood rigid, one hand hovering near the hilt of his knife. Grey lingered near the wall, silent but alert. Rina's eyes flicked between all of us, measuring, calculating.I could feel the shift in the air. Not danger exactly. Something heavier. A decision waiting to be made.Kael broke the silence first. "You claim you can control the curse," he said, voice low and edged. "Prove it."Drakon didn't argue. He didn't bristle or smile. He simply nodded.Then he stepped forward. "Watch closely," he said.Something in me tensed before anything even happened. My wolf stirred, uneasy – not afraid, but aware.Drakon lifted his hand.At first, nothing changed. Then – slowly – his fingers curled, and the air seemed to tighten around him. His sh
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