Chapter 10 Prophecy Unveiled

• “Elara, this isn’t just a warning,” Lysandra said softly, her finger tracing the strange symbols carved into the stone. “This is a revelation.”
• Elara frowned as she leaned closer to the table. The small lantern beside Lysandra gave off a dim light, casting long, flickering shadows over the strange runes. “A revelation of what? It feels like someone is trying to mess with my head.”
• Lysandra shook her head, her silver hair sparkling in the lantern’s glow. “No, this is much older than the Bloodfangs. Older than the wars between the packs. These runes belong to the Moon’s Chosen.”