Chapter 27 She is mine

Chapter 27: She Is mine

Amara,

The silver gown clung to my skin like a second soul-stitched in sacred moon-thread, blessed by the High Priestess herself, and dyed with the blood of a sacrificial wolf whose name had long been struck from our records. Not even whispers dared resurrect it.

Its weight was unbearable, a constant reminder of the

            
            

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