Claimed by the Lycan King
The book had been placed in the heart of the School of Light, its pages filled with the wisdom of the ancestors and the teachings of the Circle. Students and healers would gather around it, their voices soft as they read its words, their hearts open to the guidance it offered. It had become a sacred object, a symbol of the love and hope that had been passed down through the generations. The leather binding was soft with age, the golden embossed symbol of the Circle catching the candlelight, a quiet reminder of the eternal promise that the light would never fade. But for Kael, the book was more than just a collection of words. It was a prayer, a prayer for the healers who would come after, a
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