W.I.L.D.
“We don’t see things we shouldn’t. We see what’s coming.”
Kael nodded, voice soft but certain. “And it’s coming soon.”
A chill rippled down Tora’s spine. “What’s coming, sweetheart?”
Kael tilted his head, brow furrowing as if listening to something far away. “The song,” he whispered. “The song of the sky waking up.”
Grammy rose slowly, her joints cracking but her movements deliberate. “There it is,” she murmured. “The herald call.”
Jax stood, tension rippling through his shoulders. “What the hell does that mean, Grammy?”
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