Prologue
- The Shadow Wolves’ Secret -
- Part III -
- The Legacy Of The Primordial Power -
Prologue
“Ranox, we’re going to have a child.”
Words as old as time itself.
The birth of their daughter freed Shakti from the Primordial Power—and spared her life.
But before the last memory of that unimaginable magic faded, the wind carried a voice to her.
“Where great power awakens, balance must be restored.”
The wind fell silent. For the briefest moment, even the world itself seemed to hold its breath. No one knew that with her salvation, something else had already begun.
Those words should have been forgotten. And yet, something remained. No knowledge. No memory. Only a heavy feeling that would stay with her from that day forward.
How could she warn anyone when she no longer remembered what she was meant to fear?
With time, the unease within her grew—silent, relentless like an omen.
For her powers had never been meant for the living.
Fate had long since awakened. And no one could stop it now.
