CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY - LEGACY RECLAIMED

The air in the hall grew thick with energy. The candles flared brighter, their flames stretching towards the ceiling. Pack members gasped as they felt a warmth spreading through their bodies, a sense of connection stronger than anything they had experienced before. As Anna's chant reached its crescendo, the artifact began to glow. Tendrils of light spiraled out from it, touching each pack member in turn. Even Alaric and his followers were not exempt, their eyes widening in shock as the energy flowed through them. Suddenly, the room was filled with a blinding light. When it faded, the artifact had transformed. What was once a simple stone now pulsed with an inner radiance, its runes shifting and changing before their eyes. Anna's voice, when she spoke again, seemed to echo with the wisdom of countless generations. "The artifact has awakened. It shows us not just our past, but the potential futures that lie before us. Unity or division. Growth or stagnation. The choice is ours." Imag