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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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My eyes couldn't leave the duffel bag where I buried the tail. My mind and heart are racing, clutching my legs in front of me as I sit in the corner of my bed, it reminds me of how vulnerable I was back in the cottage.

My thoughts flew back to the cube where he wrote 'First Kill' Does he remember the wolf's name he's killed? I'm sure of it, he knows the wolf, he knows where he killed him and he knows the exact situation and how it happened.

I bit my lip and tightly closed my eyes. That thought of asking him will never result in anything extraordinary. He only shares information that he wants to share.

I walked to the cliff for a fresh breath of air, he made a wood overhang against the strong rocks, perfect for looking at the sea and the sky. A sense of familiarity washed over my thoughts. My eyes flew to the shining tower as series of questions drove me off to insanity.

Chapter 41 | The Workshop