TRIALS OF THE KEEPERS
The forest had quieted after the chaos of the shadow siege, but the calm was uneasy. Nara could feel it—powerful presences lingering at the edges of perception. The Keepers of the Ancient Bloodline had emerged from the shadows, towering wolves cloaked in silver and black, their eyes glowing with an intelligence that was ancient, unyielding, and almost divine.
Kael’s shadow tightened around him, protective and tense. “They’re here for you,” he murmured, amber eyes scanning the treeline. “The Keepers… they’re going to test your strength, your mind… and your heart.”
Nara swallowed hard. She had faced armies, shadows, and generals, but nothing prepared her for this moment. This wasn’t a battle of claws or fangs—it was a trial of her very essence.
Lysander stepped forw
