POV: Mina (Age 18 - Inside the Oracle Vault)
The vault is older than the Academy. Older than the current pack structures. Maybe older than recorded history itself.
I know this the moment I step inside because the magic in the walls tells me, speaking in that frequency that bypasses hearing and goes straight to blood. This place was built by my ancestors when the world was younger, when Oracles were protectors instead of hunted, when prophecy was honored instead of feared.
The darkness I walked into resolves into silver light as Oracle symbols flare to life along the walls, responding to my presence. They illuminate a space much larger than should be possible given the Academy's dimensions above. Oracle magic doesn't care about physical limitations.
I hear footsteps behind me and turn t
