The boy’s whispered warning echoed in Elara’s mind long after the healers carried him away.
“The heart isn’t just healing… it’s the ability to unite or destroy all packs with a single thought. He plans to rip it from you during the full moon ritual… even if it kills you both.”
Elara stood motionless in the infirmary corridor, silver light flickering erratically around her hands. The weight of those words pressed down on her chest like a silver blade. She had thought the curse was the final chain — but this was something far deeper. Her power wasn’t merely restorative. It carried the potential to reshape the entire werewolf world.
Kai’s presence was immediate and solid. He pulled her into a shadowed alcove, away from prying eyes and worried students, his large hands framing her face.
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