Chapter: Chapter 159 CHAPTER 159 : WHEN THE SKY BLED LIGHTNINGLUCIEN'S POV: SONG FOR THE CHAPTER: "Start a War" by Klergy ft. Valerie Broussard~~~My hands shake. Something has been beneath my skin like a scream trying to crawl out. For days now, this has been happening: a tingling buzz in my spine, a heaviness in my limbs, a pull in my bones toward something I can't name. When I breathe, the air flickers with energy, little arcs of light zipping between my fingertips.Something's changing in me.I can feel it and I absolutely hate it. I drag my nails across my forearm to remind myself I’m real. The friction anchors me... for a moment. But even pain feels distant now. The magic is stretching inside me, ballooning with a pressure that wants to burst. Ezra says it started after the battle at the pack house. After Boundless tried to siphon my soul. Maybe he's right. Maybe whatever he left in me is waking up. I pace the edge of the hill, the one that overlooks the entire northern valley. W
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Chapter: Chapter 158 SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER: "Dynasty" by MIIA CHAPTER 158: SECRETS IN THE ASHES POV: LYSS ~~~ I sit cross-legged in the ruins of the Guen pack library, my fingers brushing over soot-stained pages that crinkle under the weight of time. Ash clings to my skin like a second layer, but I barely notice. The fire that tore through this place weeks ago was meant to erase everything; the names, truths, bloodlines. But something survived. Something waited for me and now it’s in my lap. A letter. Sealed with the moon symbol I used to wear around my neck before I learned how heavy it could feel. Before I began to wonder if the moonlight was meant to guide or blind me. The parchment trembles in my hands, the wax seal cracked but still holding strong at the edges, as if resisting revelation. I hesitate, breath shallow. Something in my chest warns me that once I open this, I won’t come back the same. I open it anyway. > To the one who follows the silver trail when all others have turned t
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Chapter: Chapter 157Chapter 157: THE BINDING VEILRHEA'S POV: SONG OF THE CHAPTER: MOON RIVER BY FRANK OCEAN.~~The forest looks way different now. It used to hum. I remember the first time I came here, to the heart of this ancient glade tangled in ash trees and forgotten moonlight. It was wild, ferocious and magic pulsed in the mossy floor, whispering in an old tongue I was too young to translate but I could feel it. In my bones. That heavy thrum of fate. That was where it happened. Where the Veil found us and it wrapped itself around my soul and tied it to Lucien's. Not gently and sweetly. Instead it was like claws sinking into marrow, like breath stolen mid-sentence. That bond was never gentle. It never asked. It simply was. And now... the forest is quiet, too quiet. The magic here no longer whispers. It waits. The roots creak under my boots as I step into the clearing. My body knows the way, even if my mind begged me not to come. I touch the scar on my wrist, the place where the Veil le
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Chapter: Chapter 156CHAPTER 156: PROPHECY BROKENKAIA'S POV: SONG OF THE CHAPTER: MY TEARS ARE BECOMING A SEA BY M83~~~ The vision comes like a knife through water in a sharp, rippling, and wrong manner. I’m standing in the clearing behind the Guen Pack house, where the trees lean like old friends but something’s off. The air smells of ash, and the wind is whispering in a tongue I don’t understand. I reach for the usual thread of fate, the glowing line that tells me where to go, what to feel, how to breathe through the storm. But it’s gone. Not severed. Just... disappeared.I blink, and another vision hits. Rhea is crumpled beneath a tree, her chest unmoving. Her fire is extinguished. The air around her is scorched black, but no flame dares flicker. Her hand... the one she once pressed to my heart when I was breaking, is curled into a fist, holding nothing but dust. My scream shatters the vision, dragging me back. But I don’t get to breathe before another one slams into me. Lyss stands
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Chapter: Chapter 155CHAPTER 155: THE HAUNTING OF NYRIELLENYRIELLE'S POV: SONG OF THE CHAPTER: “MY BODY IS A CAGE” by Arcade Fire~~~ The dream begins like a lullaby, slow and aching. Smoke curls through the air, but there is no fire, only the scent of ash and of endings. My wings beat against the sky, but I’m weightless, drifting through memory or something older. The clouds part, and beneath me is the valley of my kin. Once, it sang with laughter. Now it screams. I hover in horror as I watch the valley below; silver scales dulled by blood, wings snapped at their joints, tails twisted in death. My brothers. My sisters. My mother with her crest of pale gold. My father, his eyes frozen wide. All still. All dead.I land, or maybe I fall. “Myriad,” I whisper, naming one. Then another. “Valka. Soren. Ereth…” I drop to my knees, claws digging into scorched earth that pulses as though it remembers me. My reflection stares back in a shallow puddle, and I see what I always fear: I’m the only one
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Chapter: Chapter 154CHAPTER 154: STOLEN KISSES, STOLEN FIRELUCIEN'S POV: SONG OF THE CHAPTER: "Flickers" by Son Lux~~~ The stars are burning tonight. Not in the poetic way they always do in Rhea's gaze or her fire, but truly... achingly burning. I stand near the edge of the old fae courtyard, the stones still humming with the residual magic from her earlier visit. The air tastes like something ancient, like ash and dawn, like something once forgotten waking up with a long, low breath. I've felt it for hours now. The way the wind trembles. The way my skin seems too tight for my bones. Like the whole world is holding its breath.And then she walks in.Rhea. She's barefoot and looks like the beautiful parts of fire. Her hair tumbles like a storm of copper and fire down her back, her dress torn at the edges, eyes bright with something that hurts to look at. Not rage or grief. Love. Love, edged in uncertainty and terror. I want to speak but can’t. My throat is dry, my pulse thunder. I wait
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Chapter: Chapter 64AURORA'S POV: Prom is tonight. Somehow, with everything that’s happened; the visions, the war, Arc’s father being banished, it feels surreal that I’m about to attend something so ordinary. The air smells like lavender and new beginnings. I’m standing in front of the mirror in my bedroom, turning slowly from side to side, trying to picture myself in the dress I got in the mall with Cali. Except nothing about tonight will be ordinary.There’s a knock at the front door. Then another. One on the left, then one on the right. I blink.Of course. I race down the stairs, the wooden railing smooth under my fingers as I half-run. When I open the door, I find Jon on the left side of the porch, a bouquet of moon lilies in one hand and his other hand stuffed awkwardly in his pocket. Arc stands on the right, dressed in a sleek black button-down and dark jeans, holding a small silver box that catches the light. They stare at each other. Then they look at me.“Seriously?” I ask, raising
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Chapter: Chapter 61AURORA'S POV: The morning air hangs thick with humidity, curling my hair and pressing down on my lungs like a warning. I stand by my window, fingers gripping the sill, watching as the clouds drift lazily over the rooftops. My body still feels sore in places, aching from the night Jon and Arc showed me what it meant to be wanted. Claimed. But it’s not just the physical remnants that linger... it’s the aftershock in my chest, the part of me still processing that I now belong to both of them. A knock taps against my bedroom door."Come in," I call softly, heart already racing. Jon peeks his head in, his dark hair slightly tousled like he ran a hand through it too many times. There’s a seriousness in his eyes, an undercurrent of something… urgent."Can we talk?" I nod and step back, letting him inside. The room feels suddenly smaller with him in it, and I find myself pulling my cardigan tighter around my shoulders."Is everything okay?" He doesn't answer right away. Inste
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Chapter: Chapter 60AURORA'S POV: The sunlight filters through the thin curtains, soft and golden, brushing across my skin like a whisper. It’s too warm for the early morning, almost heavy, clinging to the sheets that are twisted around my legs. The room is quiet... so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat echoing in my ears. My eyes open slowly, and for a moment, I don’t move. My muscles ache in a way that reminds me exactly what happened last night. My breath catches. Jon’s warmth surrounds me on one side, his chest pressed against my arm, the slow rise and fall of his breathing steady and reassuring. On the other side, I feel Arc; cool, solid, his fingers still loosely wrapped around mine like he’s afraid letting go will make it all disappear. For a brief second, I let myself stay there, tucked between the two of them like I belong. Because I do. For the first time in my life, I feel like I do. But then the thoughts start coming. The doubts, fears and the future.What have we done? Wha
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Chapter: Chapter 59AURORA'S POV: The white the duvet cradles my skin like it had been made for this very moment. My skin made bare for them to drink in. Soft, lush, and deep crimson, it soaks in every gasp, every shift of my bare thighs against the cool fabric. I am already trembling, caught between them. Arc is behind me, his body pressed to mine like a second skin and Jon in front of me, shirtless, breathing hard, his eyes burning red. Arc’s lips ghost along my neck, down to my collarbone. He hasn’t bitten yet, but the threat of it lingered. I can feel the sharpened tips of his fangs skimming my skin, just enough to make my pulse stutter. Somehow, I'm actually craving to feel the way I felt when his fangs sucked my blood the first time. I almost want to beg him... “You smell like need,” Arc whispers into my ear, cool fingers gliding up my inner thigh. “And you taste even better when you’re afraid of what you want.”I shudder. Jon’s growl rumbles across the room. “Quit fucking arou
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Chapter: Chapter 58AURORA'S POV:The car ride is oddly quiet. Jon drives, his fingers tapping the steering wheel, the veins in his hand flexing with the tension he tries to hide. Arc sits in the passenger seat, arms crossed, sunglasses on even though the sun is barely setting. And me? I'm in the backseat, pressed into the cool leather, my body still simmering from a need that only grows stronger the longer I’m around them. It's not just a dull ache anymore; it's a craving that’s practically singing through my blood. Every time either of them moves, the smell of them fills the small space; Jon's earthy musk, Arc's clean spice, and it sends heat flooding in my stomach. We should be going home. But I don’t want to be alone. Not tonight. "Let’s go to my place," Arc had suggested as we left school. His voice was low but firm. "It’s closer. Quieter." Jon had hesitated, eyes flicking to me. I nodded without thinking. I need quiet. But I also need them.Now, as we pull into the long, windin
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Chapter: Chapter 57AURORA'S POV: I wake up to feeling like I'm in a fire I don’t remember starting. It’s not real, not exactly. There’s no smoke or flames licking at the walls, but it’s there, burning beneath my skin, coiling through my veins like liquid heat. My sheets feel like lava. My thighs are pressed together, tight, but it does nothing to stop the ache that pulses low in my belly. Something is wrong with me. Or maybe... something is finally right, in the worst possible way. I toss the sheets off me, panting. The air in the room is cool, but it does nothing to ease the tension winding through me. Every inch of me feels sensitive, raw, and... needy. It’s a kind of hunger I’ve never known before. Not food, not thirst, but craving.Craving their touch. Craving them.Jon and Arc. I sit up too fast, my vision spinning. My body is vibrating with something primal, something wild. My instincts scream for one thing: go to them. Be near them. Let them fix this. I stumble out of bed, nearly
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