{Rennon}
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Zenon's growl broke first. "Elira Shaw—We came for her. And I'm sure you are very much familiar with that name. Undo what you did to her."
The witch studied him for a moment, her expression unreadable. "So quick to demand, Alpha heir. And so, you know what was done."
Lennon bristled, fire sparking hotter. "Don't play games with us. We know you are the witch who sealed Elira's channels."
"You are right, I was the one," she said with a calm voice. "But it wasn't at my own bidding. Her mother, Kathryn, begged it of me when Elira was still a child. She feared what her daughter carried would consume her before she could even walk in her own skin."
The words struck me harder than I expected. This was all Kathryn's choice.
I adjusted my glasses, my voice steady but edged with unease. "You mean… she asked you to hide Elira's power from her?"
The witch's eyes shifted to me, sharp, as though she knew I had already seen pieces of this truth in dreams.
