His heart raced. He hadn’t thought of the prophecy in decades, dismissing it as a myth conjured to inspire hope during darker times. But the events of the past night—the rogue attack, the unexpected shift of the delta’s daughter, and the shimmering golden fur of her wolf—had awakened a memory buried deep within his mind.
Clearing his throat, he adjusted his glasses and began to read aloud, his voice low and gravelly, resonating through the library like a solemn incantation:
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**The Prophecy of the Golden Wolf**
*"When the night burns golden and the stars align, a wolf shall rise, draped in the light of Selene's blessing.
Marked by the Moon and forged in fire, the Golden Wolf shall wield the power of rebirth.
Her howl shall heal the broken, her fury shall shatter the unwor
