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The Bloodbound Prophecy

The Bloodbound Prophecy

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Chapter 1 Born of Fang and Fire

Word Count: 897    |    Released on: 26/05/2025

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y, casting a crimson glow over the broken altar where the High Witches gathered. Lightning

agic. Runes etched in obsidian flared to life around them, pulsing with dark energy that shivered across th

scre

as no ordi

by a shadow she could never name. Now she lay upon the altar, bound by threads of m

ground trembled as something anci

olet eyes gleaming beneath her obs

ed, then cracked, thin lines of fire racing across her chest. Blood spilled from her mouth, but s

e thunder, not from the

she e

and glowing like burning amethyst. Her hair was the color of midni

aph

d, the witches fell silent. A wave of heat burst from her body,

lapsed, screaming. Ano

d, awe and fear warping her voice. "Th

then cried. A single, piercing sound that s

child in a cloak spun of woven shadow.

commanded. "She will be o

blood moon flickere

*

e Fangb

eep were silent the night

rred the leaves. Even the sta

thorn and ice glowed with a strange silver light. Within, a midwife knelt beside

s no ordina

onceived. Torn to pieces by vampires in the old war. She'd vanished after his death, only t

, her human form flickering in and out as pain tore through her.

s, but Kaela clamped her jaw shut and roared-an a

ame th

of w

of

hing

burst of silver light, slick

fists. And her skin shimmered faintly beneath the firelight

," the midwife wh

r tears. "She doesn't n

the silen

e wolf

ther. An

e Blackfang Pack, all of them raising thei

ho

y. The cave shook, stones rattling down from the ceiling as Lyra's

nd the world would

That N

of mortals, th

n the celestial map -one bur

whispered Elandor

ace," muttered R

Aelira, goddess of fate, her li

weaving the threads of destiny

be bound t

r to a p

etween loyalty and l

touch, kingdo

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