LOGINKAEL’S POVHumans didn’t belong this close.Not to the forest.Not to us.And definitely not to my territory.Yet there they were.I saw them before we reached the outer wall—lights cutting through the trees in steady beams, too controlled to be lost hikers, too deliberate to be ignorant. The scent hit next. Metal. Oil. Cold intention.Armed.Organized.Prepared.I slowed my steps, raising a hand slightly.Behind me, the wolves stilled instantly.Good.At least that hadn’t changed.Ivy stopped beside me, her shoulder brushing mine. The contact sent a low pulse through the bond—steady, alert.She felt it too.The tension.The shift.“They don’t look like hunters,” she murmured.“No,” I said quietly. “They look like something worse.”Because hunters came for sport.These ones came for purpose.And purpose made people dangerous.We reached the edge of the clearing.The north wall loomed ahead—stone rising high, old and unyielding. Beyond it, through the iron-barred gate, I could see them
IVY’S POVI didn’t go back to the room.There was no point.Sleep felt like something from another life—something soft and normal and completely out of reach now. The walls of the Blackthorn hall didn’t make it easier. If anything, they made it worse.Too quiet.Too heavy.Too full of things I didn’t understand.I leaned against one of the cold stone pillars, arms wrapped around myself, trying to steady my breathing. My hands still tingled faintly—leftover sparks crawling under my skin like restless insects that refused to die.I hated it.I hated all of it.The powers.The bond.The way my life had turned into something I couldn’t control.Footsteps echoed behind me.I didn’t need to turn to know who it was.“You should rest,” Kael said.I let out a quiet, humorless laugh. “You really like saying that.”“You really like ignoring it.”“I’m not tired.”“That’s a lie.”“So is ‘everything is under control,’ but here we are.”A pause.Then—“You’re getting sharper,” he said.I glanced ove
KAEL’S POVInside.They were already inside.That changed everything.I didn’t waste time asking how.Didn’t waste breath on questions that wouldn’t keep anyone alive.“Where?” I demanded.The scout swallowed hard. “East corridor—near the lower halls. They’re not hiding anymore.”Of course they weren’t.This wasn’t infiltration.This was escalation.I turned, already moving. “Seal the inner gates. Wake everyone. No one moves alone.”The wolf nodded and took off without another word.Behind me, I heard Ivy’s footsteps hesitate for half a second.Then follow.Good.At least she was learning.The hall blurred past as I cut through the corridors, muscle memory taking over. Stone walls, torchlight, shadow—this place was carved into me. I knew every turn, every choke point, every place an enemy could use against us.And right now—They were using all of them.A distant crash echoed from below.Metal on stone.A scream followed.Short.Cut off.I didn’t slow.“Kael—” Ivy’s voice came from be
IVY’S POVI didn’t sleep.Not really.I lay on a bed that wasn’t mine, in a place that didn’t feel real, staring at a ceiling carved from stone instead of cheap plaster, listening to a silence that wasn’t silence at all.It breathed.Shifted.Watched.Every creak of the hall, every distant echo, every whisper of wind slipping through broken doors—it all felt like a countdown.To what, I didn’t know.But my body did.It stayed tense.Ready.Wrong.I turned onto my side, pulling the rough blanket tighter around me.Didn’t help.Nothing helped.Because even when everything else went quiet—He didn’t.The bond pulsed.Slow.Steady.Constant.Kael.Somewhere in the hall. Awake. Moving. Thinking.Always thinking.I squeezed my eyes shut.“I hate this,” I whispered.The bond didn’t respond.Of course it didn’t.It just… existed.Like a second heartbeat I never asked for.After a while—minutes, hours, I couldn’t tell—I gave up.Sleep wasn’t coming.Not tonight.I pushed myself up, swinging my
KAEL’S POVShe came back.I knew she would.Not because of the bond—though it pulsed the second she crossed back into the hall, steady and undeniable—but because of the way she’d looked before she walked out.Torn.People like that didn’t run.Not yet.I didn’t turn when I heard her footsteps behind me.Didn’t acknowledge her return.If she stayed, it had to be her choice.Not mine.The fire cracked low in the hearth, shadows stretching across the stone floor as I stood near the long table, hands braced against its edge, head lowered.Thinking.Calculating.Failing to find a solution I didn’t already hate.“They’re still out there.”Her voice broke the silence.Quiet.Tired.But steady.“I know,” I said.She stepped closer.I could feel it—the shift in air, the subtle warmth that came with her presence, the way the bond reacted like something relieved.Annoying.“Then why does it feel like you’re not doing anything about it?”I straightened slowly, turning to face her.“Because chargi
IVY’S POVBy the time we made it back inside, the silence felt heavier than the fight.Not the good kind of silence—the kind that lets you breathe.This one pressed.Watched.Judged.The hall of the Blackthorns looked the same as before—stone, fire, shadows—but something had shifted. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was the way the doors now hung broken, letting the cold night bleed into a place that was supposed to be untouchable.Safe.If this place was safe, I didn’t want to see dangerous.Kael didn’t speak as we walked in.Didn’t look at me either.That should’ve made things easier.It didn’t.Because I could still feel him.The bond hadn’t quieted after the fight—it had changed. Slower now. Heavier. Like something settling into place that neither of us could undo.I hated it.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to block it out.Didn’t work.“Say something,” I muttered.Kael stopped walking.Slowly, he turned.His eyes found mine, gold dimmed but still too sharp, too aware.“What do







