THE WOLF'S LOVE SPELL

: The Bon

an stood with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable, while Raven perched on the edge of a stone bench, gripping her st

ven and steady. "But prophecies are fragile things. They weave and

es, especially when they came with stakes this high. "If we're being hun

e not from haste but from clarity. The enemies you face are not new; t

ard, her eyes nar

been told to you as a story of hate and betrayal. But at its heart, it was a struggle over balance. When witches gained dominio

wolf bristling at the remin

remains eternal. They see the prophecy of your child not as a promise of peace, but

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to her feet. Despite her frail frame, there was an undeniable strength in her movements.

east for a time," Lyria explained. "But it

r palm. "Thank you," she said, her voice soft. "But if we're going to f

learn to wield it with precision." Her gaze shifted to Lucian. "And you must temper y

ia's words settling between them like a stone. They we

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grave. "There is a place you must visit-a sanctuary hidden deep within the Blackwood Forest. It is said that the mag

Blackwood? That pla

mly. "The sanctuary will test you, but if y

staff tightened. "

will reveal not only your strength but also your fears. It will strip a

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hey traversed the rugged terrain, the dense canopy of trees casting long shadows across their path

aven asked after a lo

ack at her. "Lyr

he pressed, her voice

ing hers. "I don't know you

expression didn't quite reach her

the underbrush. Lucian froze, his body tensing as his wolf se

an growled, his voice

eyes that shimmered like liquid gold. She wore tattered robes and carried a s

sing her hands in a gesture of peace.

though his guard remain

I was sent to guide you. The sanctuary is near, but its mag

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of her familiarity with the forest. As they approached the heart of the Blackwoo

chway loomed before them, its surface covered in intricate runes that pulsed with a faint, otherworldly

d, her voice reverent.

d, his jaw set. "Let'

She could feel the power emanating from the arch

said, her voice steady

golden eyes meeti

pped through the archw

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rtex enveloped them, pulling them into a realm that felt both familiar and alien. Colors danced around t

he ground beneath their feet shimmered like liquid glass, reflecting a sky that was neither day nor night. Stars spar

e?" Raven whispered,

o be seen. "It exists beyond the veil of your world, where time and spa

olf pacing restlessly beneath his skin.

g against his arm. "Stay close. Wha

the tension in his j

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the unknown pressing heavily on their shoulders. The path twisted and turned, leading them to a clearing where a sing

ut, reverberating through the space. "The choic

arrowing as she studied the obje

tically. "The dagger represents sacrifice, the vial

flicking between the two items.

" Saria said. "Only the ch

ance, the weight of the decisio

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She could feel its energy-a sharp, cold pulse that sent a shiver down her

urprising against his skin. "Unity," he said, his

the choice before them as much a test o

" Raven asked, her

"I think we trust our in

of his words settling in her chest. Slowl

moment they did, the ground beneath them trembled, and the vial shatter

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em like a dream. Raven saw flashes of her past-her mother's face, her t

stioning his place among his kind. But beneath those memories lay something deeper: a

older, more ancient. "You have chosen unity, and so your bond

eir feet once more, and the path

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ace still and glass-like. On the far shore stood a fig

ia's voice echoed. "Face your f

er with each step. It was a twisted reflection of Lucia

cian hissed, his voice dripping with venom

ng in defiance. "I've fought my whole l

and her expression mocking. "And you," it sneered, "a witch who dares

"I've heard worse from people who mattered far more. You

stood firm. Their defiance was a beacon, shattering the illu

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the air growing lighter and warmer. They knew the trials weren't over

per into the sanctuary, they felt its strength guiding them to