Chapter 85 The Temple's Gift

The chamber pulsed with living energy as the final trial concluded. The walls, once dull stone, shimmered with celestial symbols, glowing softly with the light of the pyre that now danced higher than ever. The fire no longer threatened—it welcomed. Alive, sentient. A force older than any Alpha bloodline or royal decree. Aria stood at its heart, her skin warmed by the fire’s gentle hum. She felt its energy brushing against her soul like the touch of a mother she never knew. Not painful, not scorching—empowering.