The morning air was crisp and cool as Lily, Eric, and Esme stood at the entrance to the ancient archives, a stone structure hidden deep within the forest that only a select few knew even existed. The trees loomed around them, tall and silent, their leaves rustling softly in the breeze. The weight of the previous night’s revelations hung heavy over the group, and though the morning sun had risen, it did little to chase away the darkness that had settled in Lily’s chest.
Her heart pounded as she stared at the massive stone doors in front of her, the ancient runes carved into the surface glowing faintly with a soft, blue light. These archives held secrets—answers to the power inside her, answers to the creatures that had attacked the pack—but Lily wasn’t sure she was ready to hear them.
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