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... t my shadow magic, memories I’d hidden for three hundred years came flooding back like a dam breaking.
I staggered backward, clutching my chest as pictures flashed through my mind. A young woman with silver hair stood in a grove just like this one. Her Triple Moon Mark burning with pure light as she tried to heal a pack torn apart by war. The look in her eyes when she realized her power wasn’t enough to save everyone she loved.
That woman had been me.
"No," I mumbled, sha ...
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