SoulBound: The Shattered Luna
Elder Tony looked up from a leather-bound book at his office desk, his sharp gray eyes narrowing when he saw me.
“Alpha Javonte,” he greeted, his voice rough but welcoming. “What brings you here so early?”
I pulled the bracelet and figurine from my pocket, placing them on the table in front of him. “These showed up yesterday. No one saw who left them, but they came with a note.”
Tony’s brow furrowed when he picked up the bracelet, his fingers running over the glowing stones. He held it up to the light, his expression thoughtful.
“This is no ordinary piece of jewelry,” he murmured, setting it down before turning his attention to the figurine. “And this... Obsidian is rarely used without purpo
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