Chapter 145 The Ritual of Memory

　　Caitlyn's POV 　　The cavern felt alive, the bones of the Prime Wolf towering over us like some monstrous monument to time itself. The skeletal remains stretched out, reaching for something I couldn’t see. The air was thick with the weight of history, of power that had been buried for centuries, and now, it was all coming to a head. 　　Raymond stood beside me, his hand in mine. I felt his steady presence, his warmth, but underneath that—underneath the calm—I could feel his fear. It matched my own, but we had no choice now. We had come too far. 　　“Kane, Selene,” I said, my voice hoarse but firm, “Keep the circle. Don’t let anyone interfere.” I didn’t need to say more. They had been with us from the start. They understood the stakes. 　　Kane nodded, his eyes sharp, his jaw set in that determined way he always had. Selene stood next to him, her hands glowing with arcane power, ready to hold the boundaries of the spell. 　　We were alone now—no turning back. 　　I took a deep breath, my heart po