Ashes of Solais

Across the supernatural realms where werewolves are born with beasts in their bones,
vampires sit on thrones of logic and ash, witches whisper to storms, and demons wear crowns of fire.
Peace has lingered like a lullaby.
But lullabies end.
An ancient mark awakens. A prophecy stirs. And in the quiet heart of Silverfen, three young wolves stand at the crossroads of a fate older than their names, a trio bound by loyalty, shadow, and something the world has forgotten.
A hinge of destiny clicks open, quietly, dangerously, like a door the realms prayed would never move again.
The darkness does not rise.
It remembers.