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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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The iron beams above and the dark wood ceiling made me momentarily disoriented as I woke, blinking at the unfamiliar surroundings. Then it hit me—I was in Ironwatch. My eyes drifted to the window, where sunlight streamed through in warm golden streaks. It was unexpected, how beautiful the sun looked from this side of town, especially after days of gloom.

I lay back in bed for a moment but then shot up. "The sun's up?" I muttered, moving to the window and pulling it open. The barren soil outside stretched endlessly, not a blade of grass in sight. It didn't help my mood—nothing about this landscape screamed 'good morning.'

"Xavion didn't even wake me," I grumbled, splashing water on my face as I glared at my reflection in the mirror. "Probably with Elara," I added under my breath, a little sharper than I intended. Tying my hair into a quick braid, I recalled we had morning practice today.

Chapter 49 | Glowblade