Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Legacy Ignites
The next night, under a silvered moon, Maeven led Rina and Kael to a hidden glade deep within the forest.
The air hummed with ancient magic, leaves shimmering as if alive.
"This is where the first flame was born," Maeven whispered, her voice reverent.
Rina stepped forward, her pulse syncing with the rhythm of the earth beneath her feet.
Closing her eyes, she reached out with her power, letting the flame rise gently within her — a warm, steady glow.
Suddenly, visions flooded her mind: a time when wolves and fire moved as one, a harmony lost to history.
A roar split the night. From the shadows emerged a massive wolf, eyes blazing with the same golden fire.
Rina gasped — the spirit of the first Alpha.
The wolf's voice echoed in her mind: "The flame is not just power, but responsibility. Control it, or it will consume you."
Kael stepped beside her, voice steady: "You're not alone in this."
Rina opened her eyes, fire burning brighter but calm.
"I will carry this legacy. For my pack. For us."
The ancient bond was awakening — and with it, the promise of a new dawn.