The Alpha's Quiet Mate
“The seeker shall rise from a house once fallen,
Drawn by questions that burn louder than silence,
Blood will lead him, and the past shall awaken with sharpened teeth
And in his pursuit, the lies of old shall unravel like thread in fire.
The other, bound by silence and sorrow shall rise
She, whose voice was stolen and sealed beneath pain
When her strength returns to her in thirds, and the last ember is kindled,
Her voice shall break the chains of fate
And when she speaks, mountains will move and names will fall.
Together, they are a reckoning unspoken.
Apart, they are unfinished ruins.”
The room was dead silent. Then the Oracle asked after she came back to herself, “Do you have any questions
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