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Chapter 123: The Price of Power

The forest had never felt so alive. With the Amulet of Fenrir now fully awakened, the air crackled with energy as we made our way back to Silverwood Falls. But beneath the exhilaration of newfound power, a nagging unease gnawed at the edges of my mind.

"Emily, are you okay?" Nathanial's voice broke through my thoughts.

I nodded, though my insides churned with anxiety. "Yeah, just... adjusting to all of this."

Elijah, always attuned to the subtleties of emotion, placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "Power always comes with a price. Remember, we're in this together."

We returned to the town under a canopy of storm clouds. The atmosphere was tense, the residents' faces etched with worry. The werewolf council awaited us, their expressions a mix of hope and skepticism.

I stepped forward, holding the amulet aloft. "We've retrieved the relic and unlocked its power. But we must use it wisely."

As I began the ritual to activate the amulet, a gust of wind swirled around us, the sky darkenin
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