로그인POV: LioraMatthias’s voice lingered through the corridor long after the words faded, wrapping around the ancient passage like smoke drifting through ruins.A cold feeling settled deep within my chest.Every instinct I possessed reacted immediately.Danger, hatred and violence.The bond connecting me to Kael tightened as his wolf responded to the same threat. Power moved through him like a gathering storm, controlled yet fierce enough to tear apart mountains if given a reason.The corridor stretched endlessly ahead of us.Silver flames burned along the walls, illuminating carvings older than any kingdom still standing. Images covered every surface. Ancient battles. Moon-blessed rulers. Great cities that once dominated the continent. Massive beasts bowing before crowned wolves.History surrounded us.History and warnings.The deeper we walked, the more the mountain seemed alive.The stone pulsed faintly beneath our feet.A steady rhythm.Almost like a heartbeat.I tightened my grip on
POV: KaelThe silence that followed the ancient command carried a weight heavier than any battlefield I had ever crossed.Every warrior inside the Hall of Kings stood motionless as the glowing passage stretched open before us. Silver fire burned along the walls of the newly revealed corridor, casting shifting shadows across stone carved by hands that had turned to dust thousands of years ago. The path seemed alive somehow, breathing with ancient power that resonated through the mountain itself.The chosen heirs must walk alone.Those words still echoed through the chamber.Nobody argued with the decree.Nobody attempted to challenge it.Every wolf present had witnessed enough during the past few days to understand one truth.Ancient magic followed rules older than kingdoms.Rules that cared little for mortal opinions.Thomas broke the silence first.His expression carried the same mixture of concern and irritation he often displayed whenever destiny complicated his life."I feel deepl
POV: LioraThe chamber fell into a silence so profound that even the distant tremors shaking the mountain seemed muted for several heartbeats.Every face in the Hall of Kings was turned toward me.Warriors.Ancient rulers.Allies who had fought beside me through battles, betrayals, and impossible odds.Their expressions ranged from disbelief to concern, yet the emotion that unsettled me most was the pity I glimpsed in several eyes.Pity.As though they suddenly understood a burden I had yet to fully grasp myself.The Blade of Ardyn remained warm within my hands. Silver fire danced across its surface, casting shifting patterns along the stone floor. Each pulse of light seemed connected to the mark behind my shoulder, creating a rhythm that echoed through my entire body.The fragment lives inside you.Seraphine’s words continued reverberating through my mind.Every memory from the past few months suddenly appeared different.The strange visions.The bond awakening faster than anyone exp
POV: LioraThe silence that followed Lucien’s revelation seemed to stretch endlessly through the Hall of Kings.Every warrior stood frozen as they stared at the silver-haired woman standing near the entrance. The ancient rulers carved into stone watched from every side, their glowing eyes lending an eerie weight to the moment. Dust drifted through shafts of silver light while distant tremors continued shaking the mountain beneath our feet.Yet despite the chaos surrounding us, my attention remained fixed on Seraphine.Something about her presence felt familiar.Her face carried traces of the First Luna's features, though sharper somehow, touched by centuries of sorrow and wisdom. Her silver eyes held depths that made ordinary conversations feel insignificant. Looking into them felt like staring across endless years of history.Lucien was the first to recover.His voice emerged carefully.“You died during the Fall.”Seraphine smiled faintly.“History believes many convenient things.”T
POV: KaelThe laugh echoed through the mountain long after the sound itself should have faded.It rolled through ancient stone like a living thing, slipping through tunnels and forgotten chambers until every warrior standing inside the Hall of Kings felt its presence. A chill settled across the room, carrying a sense of triumph that made my wolf bristle with immediate hostility.Whoever stood beyond the final seal believed victory was within reach.That alone was enough to sharpen every instinct I possessed.Around us, fragments of broken stone continued falling from the cracked statues. Dust drifted through shafts of silver light while ancient runes flickered along the walls. The Hall of Kings, which moments earlier had felt majestic and eternal, now seemed dangerously unstable.The mountain was changing.Ancient systems were awakening.Old protections were failing.And somewhere beneath our feet, a battle older than any kingdom was approaching its conclusion.Liora remained beside m
POV: LioraThe sword hovered before me, suspended within a whirl of silver light that illuminated the Hall of Kings. Ancient runes glowed across its blade, their symbols shifting like moonlight dancing upon water. Every statue surrounding the chamber remained bowed, creating a sight so overwhelming that for several heartbeats I could only stare.Hundreds of rulers.Hundreds of warriors.Hundreds of legends preserved through centuries.All acknowledging me.The weight of that realization settled heavily upon my shoulders.Throughout my life, I had carried many titles. Daughter of Bloodmoon. Fugitive. Murderer. Rogue. Warrior. Mate. Heir.Yet standing inside that hall, surrounded by kings and queens whose names filled forgotten histories, every identity I had known seemed smaller than the truth unfolding before me.The voice that had spoken through the chamber belonged to something older than memory.Something that recognized a destiny I was still struggling to understand.“Take it.”Th
POV: LioraThe silence between us did not break immediately after his last words. It lingered, heavy and unresolved, stretching just long enough to make it clear that whatever stood between us now was no longer something either of us could ignore or push aside. Kael did not move away, and I did not
Pov:KaelThe decision I had made the night before did not feel like a victory.It felt like stepping onto ground I knew was already cracking beneath my feet.By morning, the weight of it had settled fully into place. There was no retreat from it now, no quiet way to undo what had already begun. I h
Chapter 5POV: KaelSomething was wrong with me. I stood at my office window, watching the training yard below where Leo sparred with Marcus. Three days had passed since I'd assigned the rogue to my personal guard, and in those three days, I'd found myself watching him far too often.It was for sec
Chapter 4POV: LioraCold water hit my face like a slap. I jolted awake, gasping, my body screaming in protest. Everything hurts. My shoulder, my wrist, my jaw where Kael's fist had connected. The world spun in nauseating circles."Wakey, wakey, little rogue."Laughter echoed around me. I blinked w







