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Chapter 42 - Chapter 42: Oaths and Ashes

The mountain pass narrowed as the triplets descended into the Valley of Silverfang—a once-proud domain now draped in the unease of looming war. The wind carried the scent of frost and distant blood, and overhead, storm clouds loomed as if the skies themselves held their breath.

Tobias rode at the front, flanked by Marcus and Dorian. None of them had spoken much since Dorian had sensed Aria's burst of power. They didn't need to. The shift had been undeniable—like the world had momentarily tilted toward flame.

"She's changed," Dorian finally said, his voice low.

"Stronger?" Marcus asked.

"Not just that," Dorian replied. "She's... becoming something. Something the crown recognizes."

Tobias's jaw tensed. "We need the packs to see that. Before it's too late."

The Silverfang gates loomed ahead—tall and armored, carved with ancient glyphs of neutrality. Guards in pale steel armor stood at attention, their spears bristling with frost magic.

"State your intent," the lead guard barked.

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