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Chapter Thirty Five: The Forge and the Flame

Author: Milos Beckett
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-06 02:41:55

Arden's /Aria's POV

The ashes were cold, a dark smear on the stone—a funeral for my last shred of innocence. The fear had been real, a visceral, animal thing that curled in my belly like a sickened child, but it was gone now, burned away in that small fire, leaving something else in its wake: a clear, cold purpose. Kai’s shoulder against mine was a bastion, a wall of warmth and steady breath. His silence was not helpless; it was profound. It was the quiet of a deep river running swift and strong beside me. We sat in the moonlit dark, not as protector and protected, but as two pillars holding up the same trembling sky.

“He wants me afraid,” I said, the words tasting of iron and resolve. “He wants me small and panicked, to make a mistake, to run, so he can catch me.” I looked at our joined hands—his so large and scarred, mine slender but no longer soft. “I will not run.”

Kai turned his head, his stormy eyes searching my face in the shadows. “What will you do?” It was not a challenge; i
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