The morning after the decisive victory on the battlefield, Shadowveil’s forces marched into the heart of the Eclipse Pack territory under a sky still tinged with the blood moon’s afterglow. The once-feared stronghold felt hollow and defeated, its warriors standing in uneasy silence, defeated and demoralized, its alpha broken as Liora rode at the front beside Riven, her silver dagger at her thigh and shadows curling faintly around her fingers. Liora and Riven led the delegation through the gates. Liora’s silver dagger rested at her thigh, a comforting weight and symbol of her journey from broken omega to Eclipse Queen. The Eclipse Shadow Curse was quiet now, sated after the eclipse’s peak, but the power it had granted her remained — a constant reminder of what she had become.
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