Dragons Trust
"It was hers."
The book seemed alive, its pages turning on their own. Words formed in a language I didn't recognise, but somehow, I understood them: "The journey begins when the bloodline awakens— ancient spells."
Before I could process the message, the air in the room shifted. A chilling wind swept through, and shadows danced on the walls.
Taylor growled low in his throat, his wolf instincts kicking in. "Zoe, step back."
But I couldn't move. The book's glow intensified, and suddenly, they were surrounded by visions—images of battles to come, of ancient witches, and a towering figures cloaked in darkness.
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