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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE - SILVER COIN

THE LYCAN CITY. UNKNOWN FOREST

SYLRIA

So that’s how it felt to lose someone? The pain, the emptiness, the void in my chest, the way my heartbeat felt like nothing and I my body became a cask of sorrow. I had only felt this way when I lost my parents, I thought I had finally lost everything I cared about and the last anchor of emotion I had was Nelma but now… now I found myself leaning towards his scent, drawing in closer to the way his voice sounded when he spoke. I saw myself finding pleasure in the way he called my name and feeling safe in his warmth.

Gawd! If I was ever in love it was now. The fact he was Emeral had always irritated me, but not now. Now all I wanted was to love him.

The sun had gone down, the warriors made no appearance and the moon was beginning to peek faintly at us from behind the clouds.

He, the Tracker, called it the ‘sempo arts of rejuvenation’ but all I could learn from it was black magic. I knew magic existed, it was just a hard and abolished practice—s
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