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Intro. They said destiny was a quiet thing—felt in the heartbeat, whispered in the blood, unfolding gently like dawn. But they were wrong. Destiny, in their world, arrived like a storm. It began the night the sky split open above the ancient forests, when the air trembled with a pulse only the marked could feel. Somewhere far from the chaos, an Alpha jerked awake, his three selves stirring inside the shared cage of his body. His human mind steadied, his beast prowled, and the third—dark, scarred, unpredictable—opened its eyes with a shuddering breath. And at that same moment, in a small town lit by broken streetlamps, a girl with fire in her veins felt her birthmark burn for the first time. The mark she had carried her entire life, hidden beneath her clothes and mockingly silent… suddenly awakened. It didn’t glow gently—it flared, wild and painful, like destiny itself was clawing its way toward her. Neither of them knew the other’s name. Neither knew the war written in their bloodlines.

Rafael

@Solar