ログインLexi’s POVWhen the vision finally released me, the air of my room felt sharper.Sadie’s presence lingered in the corner, faintly shimmering, as if part of her energy refused to leave entirely.I drew a slow, deliberate breath, letting the warmth of reality settle into my skin, grounding me after the ethereal intensity of what I had just experienced.“I’m staying,” I said quietly, more to myself than to her, but Sadie caught the words anyway. Her lips curved slightly, approval in the smallest of gestures.“Yes,” she replied. “Your choice was always yours. The celestial order honors it. You will remain here, with your children, your mate, your pack. But I will return, occasionally, to ensure that one of your own is not threatened or in need. You are their strength, Lexi, and I will remain their eyes when you cannot be.”I nodded, absorbing the weight of her words. The idea of being watched, guided, protected, even from the unseen, didn’t feel intrusive.It felt like a promise, a wire c
Sadie POV / Spirit PlaneThe moment darkness settled over the packhouse, I found myself drawn to Lexi.Her energy pulsed through the walls of her room even before I was inside, a rhythmic tension that told me she had not slept, that the weight of her discoveries had pressed too heavily on her.I appeared silently, a presence she had grown to expect but still startled her each time I manifested.“Lexi,” I said softly, letting the words hang in the space between us.She jumped, her hands gripping the edge of the bed, eyes wide and filled with alarm. “Relax,” I told her gently. “It’s me. I’m your proxy. I’m here as a friend, not as a judge.”Her gaze narrowed, suspicion warring with relief. “A friend?” she repeated, voice trembling. “After everything… after everything I’ve seen, everything I’ve felt… how can I trust that?”I floated closer, letting my form shimmer in the moonlight filtering through the window.“Because I have walked this path before, and now I walk it with you. You carry
Lexi’s POVI opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the cold silver of the hilltop moonlight.The vision had ended, but Sadie hadn’t returned with me. Her words lingered in my mind like a chant:“Your people need you. You have to come back.”The hill was silent around me, the wind shifting through the trees as if holding its breath, and for a moment I wasn’t sure whether I was awake or still trapped between the threads of that shimmering memory.I sat there for a long while, the truth pressing against me from every angle, a weight I hadn’t anticipated.I had known my life carried its share of burdens, but nothing like this, nothing that tied me to a world I had never walked in, a family I never met, and a duty I had never chosen.I thought of Lunara, my mother, the woman who had given up everything to protect me, to give me a chance at a life she could not have.And I thought of Clara, that twisted shadow, consumed by jealousy, by obsession, by a hatred that had echoed across nearly
Sadie’s POV (Vision Sequence)Lunara’s StoryLexi didn’t speak after I revealed the truth. She simply stared at me, breathing unevenly, unsure, resisting the pull of everything her life had been leading toward.I saw the questions forming, the panic rising behind her eyes, the disbelief sitting raw on her face.“I know it’s a lot,” I murmured. “And I know you don’t trust me yet. You don’t have to. Just… let me show you.”She hesitated, torn between stepping back and stepping toward something she didn’t understand. Finally, she nodded once, small, stiff, but definite.I lifted my hand slowly, letting silver light gather between my fingers. The air trembled, as if responding to a language only I could speak. “This won’t hurt,” I said softly. “But it will reveal everything.”The world around us blurred. The hill, the moon, the forest, they dissolved into silver threads drifting upward like smoke.Lexi tensed as the ground vanished beneath her feet, replaced by weightless space that shimm
Lexi’s POVThe date on that damned paper came faster than I expected. Every day leading up to it, I told myself I wouldn’t go, that it was stupid, reckless and completely unnecessary… but every night, when the house went quiet and everybody fell asleep, I felt a pull to go.A promise of truth.I didn’t breathe a word to anyone.Peace had just returned after so long, and I refused to be the one to snap them out of it by worrying about me.Whatever this was, whatever this person wanted with me, it needed to stay contained.When I looked up at the clock, it was exactly 11:30pm, I slipped into black jeans, a fitted top, and a thick jacket that hid the pocket gun and knife tucked inside.The weight of both weapons grounded me, though it didn't calm me.As I crept through the quiet hallways of the packhouse, I paused for a heartbeat at the boys’ door.I didn’t open it, just pressed my palm softly against the wood. Dexter talked too much for someone who forgot to mention he’d received a lett
Tristan’s POVI had imagined this day a thousand different ways, but standing here now, with the sun spilling gold across the courtyard and the kingdom gathered in quiet anticipation, it felt entirely new. The council members were lined up in their ceremonial robes, deep green trimmed with silver, the colors chosen to represent renewal and clarity. My people whispered among themselves, a soft buzz of hope threading through the air, and for the first time in a very long time, I felt as though the ground beneath us was steady.“Your Majesty, everyone is ready,” one of the palace attendants murmured beside me.I nodded, my eyes scanning the crowd again. Almost everyone was present, elders, warriors, healers, the new council members… except one face. Lexi’s. She was nowhere in sight.Of course she’s late, I thought, not with irritation but with something almost like fond amusement. She had a talent for arriving exactly when she intended to, even if that wasn’t when everyone expected her







