The Wolf's Crimson Kiss

sted trees, and the air crackled with energy as if the forest itself held its breath. At the heart of the woods, a sac

. Her silver eyes burned with the light of the blood moon, and her voice rang out in a haunting chant as she etched sym

with power. "Born of two bloodlines, a child will rise. Neither vampire nor werewolf, yet b

and into the town of Shadowmere, where its residents

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to save or

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rove shall bear w

, casting the grove in a crimson glow. Morgana fell to her knees, her stre

rmured, clutching the eart

r for a moment, then dimmed,

night. In the heart of the small town, under th