Realm of Power: Werewolf vs Vampire
Julianna’s POV
Morning sunlight spilled through the crystal domes of Moonspire, scattering rainbows across my walls. For once, the Elven city didn’t hum with the tension I’d grown used to — no formal lectures, no whispers about the “Chronokeeper.” Just laughter, floating up from the streets below.
When I stepped out onto the terrace, I finally saw why.
The elves were decorating.