Alpha’s Moonchild
Moonchildmated in the shadow of my sisterbetrayed by her fated mate, sold to the ruthless mute alphatortured by my twin matesbetrayed, then back for blood
The silence in here was scary, as though the very walls held secrets too dangerous to be spoken aloud.
I made my way to the farthest corner of the room, where the oldest records were kept. The scrolls, sealed with wax, lay beneath heavy stone slabs. I ran my fingers over the brittle parchment, careful not to damage the fragile texts. One scroll, tucked away in a forgotten corner, caught my attention. It was bound in dark leather, much older than the others. My pulse quickened as I carefully unrolled it, my eyes scanning the text.
The scroll mentioned the Soul Echo ability, but the details were sparse. Only a few lines were devoted to it. My heart sank as I read them:
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