로그인STACY (Final Chapter) The days after Jason’s death feel like walking through a storm that never ends. Grief comes in waves, sharp and endless, dragging me under until I can hardly breathe. Nights are the hardest. Liam curls into me, asking why lied to him. I finally told him the truth of what
After the burial ceremony, people drift away like leaves. It leaves room for things that need saying—hard decisions that want sunlight. Nate stands a step from me. His face is carved with exhaustion, and I watch his breath as though it could explain everything. “So, what next?” I say to him, the s
STACY I wake to the taste of iron and a grief so heavy it pins me to the mattress. For a moment I don’t know where my body ends and the dark begins. Then I remember the circle, the runes, and the fire—Jason’s face bright as a match just before the world went white. He’s not beside me. There is a
JASON. The circle resists everything we throw at it. Knight's claws rake across the glowing runes until sparks fly, Kael summons stormfire that burns hotter than any forge, Daniel hurls raw Alpha power that shakes the ground beneath us. Still, the barrier holds. And all the while, Stacy’s scre
Adrenaline slams through me, a flicker of life that makes the circle tense. The runes flare brighter, sensing their prey’s pulse in the earth. I try to call louder, but the circle chews at my chest with hunger. My limbs go light. I taste copper on my tongue. My vision swims silver at the edges. Fr
STACY Darkness tastes like iron and old rain. I wake to my throat raw, and my mouth packed with the tang of something bitter. The first thing I notice is the ropes biting into my wrists, a pressure across my chest like a hand that will not let go. The second is the light: a ring of fire, low and
NATE. Daniel’s fists are flexing at his sides. My own pulse hammers as I step forward, shoulder to shoulder with him, not backing down. I can feel the tension crackling in the air like lightning waiting for a strike. He’s an Alpha and he’s pissed – but I’m an Alpha too, even if nobody here knows th
JASON (Moments prior to Jason approaching Stacy) The first time I saw Stacy looking straight at me… I couldn’t breathe. She stood in the middle of the banquet hall like she belonged there. Regal and unbothered. And she wasn’t alone. She was with Alpha Daniel Black — probably as his date to the
NATE Palace rules are a choke chain around my neck. Every step toward Clara means running headfirst into a wall of protocol—Staff mustn’t address the Princess without permission. Guards must remain in assigned posts. Unnecessary familiarity will not be tolerated. They might as well just say, F
The princess—my sister—glares at her for a long, tense moment. Then scoffs and turns her back to me. “Thank your doppelgänger,” she mutters without looking back. “She just saved your life.” And with that, she vanishes down the corridor, heels echoing against stone like a fading heartbeat. I stand







