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CHAPTER TWENTY: The Weight of Legacy

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The cave had become a forge.

Steel rang against steel in the wider chamber deeper inside the mountain. Sweat and grunts filled the air as the survivors of Silvermere trained without mercy. Thorne moved among them like a shadow of his former self, correcting grips, demonstrating strikes, and pushing bodies that had already been pushed to breaking point.

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    The road to Asheville was treacherous. The neutral territories, a winding path of packed earth and that Thorne and his remaining warriors had traveled under the cover of night and low clouds. Twenty-three men and women rode with him now, the shattered remnants of Silvermere’s once-proud force. Their faces were gaunt, eyes hollow from grief and exhaustion, but their weapons were sharp and their resolve harder than the mountain stone around them.Thorne walked at the front, his auburn hair tied back, the scar along his forearm itching in the cold wind. Every mile felt heavier than the last. The memory of the failed raid haunted him like a ghost that refused to be exorcised.He had run.

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    The private dining chamber in Kaelan’s quarters felt unusually vast tonight, the heavy oak table stretching out under the warm glow of multiple lanterns. Two places had been set with meticulous care. Fine silver plates, crystal goblets filled with deep red wine from the southern vineyards, and platters of roasted meats, fresh herbs, and warm bread that filled the air with rich, savory scents. The maid had bowed low as she finished arranging everything, her eyes carefully averted from the Alpha’s face.Kaelan sat at the head of the table, one elbow resting on the polished wood, his fingers drumming a slow, restless rhythm against the wood. The chair directly across from him remained empty. He had asked her for dinner.She had said yes.

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