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In the mythological realm of Canidae Kingdom, where werewolves reign and ancient powers lie dormant, Xavion Silverfate, a fallen prince, embarks on a quest for redemption in a kingdom on the brink of chaos. 

As Xavion navigates the treacherous landscape outside the Kingdom, he discovers hidden powers within himself, and its twin—a web of betrayal, dark conspiracies where allies are scarce, and enemies wear familiar faces. 

Xavion's odyssey unfolds, he unearths long-buried legacies and taps into the secrets of werewolf lore, each revelation shaping the destiny of Canidae Kingdom. His choices become dominos pushed, falling on the other's shared fate, a fate reverberating across the werewolf realm.

"Only one will stand at the end of it all. And I'll surely be the only one that will stand at the end of it all."

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Xavion Silverfate

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"It looked like half wolf and half man."

I huffed, the bunny's words still creeping inside me. I had to reach Akolyn's lair to get these questions out of my head.

Opening the map, I saw I was just a few hundred miles away from the meadow. Grunting in frustration, I wondered if I could go to The Rhodes instead.

Searching for it on the map, there was no location. The only things it displayed were the Kingdom, the lake, the crash site, Bubble's cottage, the forest, the valley, the meadow, and Akolyn's lair.

I thought this was enchanted.

Tch. If only this map could show the real location of the Lycan. It would be bliss if the map knew where he was.

Putting the map back in my pocket, I continued to run, hoping to find the river as soon as I could. My throat felt dry, and I needed to hydrate.

Chapter 13 | Cleitor