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The moon hung swollen and red above the spires of House Veylar, its light spilling through the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall like fire on stone. Hundreds of eyes gleamed in the torchlight as the nobility gathered, cloaked in silks and shadows, whispering of politics and power. At the center of the marble floor, the ancient altar waited-an obsidian slab etched with runes older than the kingdom itself. Tonight, blood would decide destiny. Serenya stood with her chin lifted, though her heart beat like a trapped bird. The weight of a hundred stares pressed against her back. She was not born to this house-only dragged into it when her mother married Lord Veylar. To most, she was little more than an interloper. To some, a stain. And yet, as tradition demanded, her blood would be tested tonight alongside Kaelen's, heir of Veylar and the Alpha the realm already bent its knee to. Kaelen strode forward, tall and severe, every inch the heir his father demanded. His amber eyes flickered toward her, unreadable. Once, in stolen moments, he had looked at her differently-softened, almost curious. But here, under the gaze of his father and the court, he was stone. The priest raised the ceremonial blade, its edge glinting. ""Blood speaks. Bonds are revealed. Let the flame judge.""

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