The Lunar Legacy
The hum spiked, runes glowing, spires shaking, wolves retreating, Veyra’s shadow fading.
Kevin’s amber eyes locked on Sam, pine scent a vow, mind-link warm—You’re safe, Sam. “Sam, move—runes are alive!” His claws retracted, blood dripping, tattoo pulsing red, voice a growl, pulling her back, frost cushioning, hum a pulse in his skull.
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