When autumn casts its amber hush, the Ancient Academy of Sorcery opens its golden gates to one hundred elite heirs of mythic bloodlines. Among them arrives Calton of the Dire Wolves Clan, fierce and loyal, with his sharp-eyed best friend Evangelique. They expect rivalry and prestige but not Genevive, a brilliant, enigmatic force who unsettles the courtyard with a single glance. At her side stands Staven of the Skeleton’s Den, smiling like a secret. After a fateful collision sparks forbidden attraction, ancient clan tensions ignite. As secret rites awaken, they must choose between blood-sworn loyalty and a love that feels dangerously destined.

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Author’s Note: Hello, everyone! please don’t even try to plagiarise, illegally copy (in ANY available form) this story (and its terminologies mentioned in the following/previous chapters), or even distribute a soft copy. Karma is a bitch by the way. TODR will be updated soon. Thanks.

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