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“What happened, Dalila?” a man woke up beside her, his hair silvered with age, his eyes a vibrant blue.

“Aron, she’s here,” she said, gazing into her mate’s worried eyes.

“Someone made a magical soul resonance with Theo. Aidan has another chance.”

Aron, the Druid of the Winter Men, looked genuinely astonished.

Aidan wasn’t just the prince of this continent, he was also his successor.

In fact, the student had surpassed the master.

Not all Winter Men could manifest their magic outside their bodies. Theo was one of a kind, the living proof of Aidan’s inner strength.

“I must inform the queen,” Dalila said quickly, getting out of bed to get dressed.

“How did you know? Did the Goddess reveal it to you in a dream?” he asked his mate, the Priestess of the Centurias.

Fate had a funny way of working. These two elders from rival clans ended up being mates after centuries of feuds.

“No, it wasn’t the Goddess… it was Isabella. She’s awake, but she doesn’t want many people to know yet. I ne