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Chapter 117 The Hollow Prophecy

  Caitlyn awoke with a start, her heart racing and her breath sharp in her chest. The remnants of the dream clung to her like a fog she couldn’t shake. In the darkness of her mind, flashes of an ancient, buried temple had danced before her eyes. She saw a chained wolf, its eyes glowing with a deep, unnerving hunger, surrounded by an endless blackness. And then, her own reflection—a version of herself that wasn’t quite right—whispering, “It’s not over.”   The words reverberated in her mind, a chilling echo that sank deep into her bones.   Raymond stirred beside her, his presence a steady warmth against the cold fear that had gripped her. He sensed the shift in her energy before she even spoke.   “Caitlyn?” he murmured, his hand reaching out to find hers in the dark. “What happened?”   Caitlyn blinked, the remnants of the dream still swirling around her mind. She looked at Raymond, his face soft with concern, but there was something behind his eyes, a flicker of unease. She couldn’t shak

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