The air inside the stone sanctuary on the hidden island always smelled like crushed sage and sea salt, but today, it felt suffocating. Gina sat cross-legged on the cold floor, her chest heaving as she ripped herself away from the vision. The phantom scent of burning pine and the cold, mocking smile of Commander Kieran still clung to her senses."Gina? Breathe. You're pulling too hard on the spirit energy."Lyra’s calm, melodic voice drifted through the haze. The ancient Moonborn woman was standing near the arched window, her silver hair catching the pale afternoon light. Beside her, Nyra, the pack’s sharp-tongued female warrior, leaned against a stone pillar with her arms crossed, her amber eyes tracking Gina’s irregular breathing."It's Kieran," Gina choked out, her hands trembling against her knees. The glowing white crescent symbol on her forehead faded slowly back into her skin, leaving behind a dull, throbbing ache. "Gabriel... it’s Kieran. He’s the one opening the borders. He’s
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