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Coralyn smiled cutely Viper: "..."

A faint shiver swept over me as my lips parted, a tiny voice slipping out of them in a shaky whisper. “Y-Yes, Grandpa.” As soon as those words echoed in the surroundings, I jolted, as if struck by lightning. My hand flew to my mouth, slapping it shut. But Velen wasn’t shocked at all. He lifted his chin proudly, satisfaction gleaming in his lilac eyes. “See, child? You can speak.” he said, his tone powerful yet strangely gentle. “Your wolf is with you once again. You aren’t a mute anymore.”

The silent crowd erupted, clapping and blowing horns in celebration, obviously neglecting that they had all just witnessed the death of one of their own. “Velkan, Oh, Velkan. I knew you could do it.” His mother, Leia, rushed to him. Velkan fell to the ground, his body reacting to the wolfbane flowing in his vein. “Velkan, Vee, Velkan, are you….” His mother’s concerned voice was the last thing he heard as he faded into the darkness.

Smiling, slightly. He pressed a button. From the ceiling, small brass tubes descended, each containing slips of paper. One tube hissed and opened with a soft click, and a piece of parchment fluttered out onto the floor in front of her. “Read it.” Lena leaned forward on all fours. Her bare breasts brushed the cold stone. Her nipples tightened. The paper read: “Veloria — a vessel to be filled.” A new name. A whispered spell. A destiny. It wasn’t hers but it ignited something wicked inside her.

Blood dripped onto the table as his voice thundered. “How did they get back on their feet so quickly?” he snarled, his fiery eyes locking onto the man before him, Vasyl "The Viper", a notorious figure in the Khalidan underworld. “ Vasyl, you assured me you had everything under control. You promised me they’d crumble!”