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Chapter Twenty-Two
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Another Chance Chapter Twenty-three
The Storm She CarriesMark’s POVThe wind had changed.That was the first thing I noticed when I stepped onto the balcony before dawn. It wasn’t the usual chill drifting down from the hills; it was sharper, restless. The kind of air that carried the scent of blood before a battle.I held the railing tighter and looked out at the horizon.Nothing moved.But the silence felt armed.But I didn’t trust it.Eamon’s report from the northern fence kept circling in my head. Old magic. Shadow cloaks. And the name I didn’t want to say out loud: Merek.He was supposed to be dead. I’d seen the explosion myself, felt the heat singe the back of my neck as the fortress caved in. But some monsters know how to cheat death. Some thrive on it.Behind me, the estate had begun to stir. Guards rotated shifts. Metal clinked against leather. The kitchen lights flickered on in the east wing. But I didn’t move. My eyes stayed on the tree line.Rissa’s voice echoed from the night before.“I’m not leaving.”By
Another Chance Chapter Twenty-Two
Not All QuietRissa’s POVThe next morning, I woke to the sound of voices.Not shouting. Not panic. Just voices that sounded like disarray. I took off the blanket, my skin still warm from where Mark had slept beside me. The balcony door was closed now. He was gone.I changed into a black cardigan and padded barefoot down the hallway.The estate, which felt calm just a few hours ago, was now full of activity.. Guards moved swiftly but quietly. Their footsteps made sounds on the stone walls. The air felt strange, and I could tell something was wrong this morning.I passed the front entrance and caught sight of Eamon. He stood just outside the gate, hands raised. His fingers glowed soft amber as he spoke quiet, sharp words. An ethereal glow appeared around his hands, creating a halo effect. Eamon was ready to strike.His eyes glowed as he chanted away; he was in full concentration.I had to look around for Mark, and I was able to locate him in the war room. His arms were crossed, and his
Another Chance Chapter Twenty-One
Shadows That RestRissa’s POVI woke to silence.Not the kind that creeps in before disaster but the rare, unfamiliar quiet that follows survival. It was soft, almost sacred. No howls in the distance, no explosions in the air. Just calm. Peaceful.For the first time in what felt like forever, I wasn’t running and watching over my shoulder. The thoughts of fear evacuated my mind, not being to sleep for weeks took it's toll on me.Finally having a place to rest ,was a great deal for me, the bed in my room was soft, the pillows clean, the warmth around me too unfamiliar. My body didn’t ache. My breath didn’t catch in panic. This was what I just needed. A clear head to strategize.I sat up slowly and squinted at the sunlight coming through the thin curtains. Outside the cold windows, Icicles hung from the edges. The sky was light blue and I saw wolves walking around in the yard below. This estate. I had imagined it as something out of an old war story battered, hollowed out, haunted. But
Another Chance Chapter Twenty
Bloodlines and BurdensRissa’s POV“Wake up, Rissa. We need to leave now.”Mark’s voice snapped me out of sleep. The sun's rays hit my face, nearly blinding me as I squinted to get a sense of where I was. The campfire’s smoke had thinned; the canopy was already dismantled, and Eamon was packed up and ready.“We have to move and find the trail that leads to the road,” Mark said.He placed his hand on the earth as if listening for something. His eyes glowed a green I had never seen before.Eamon and I exchanged curious glances as we watched him.Mark looked up and frowned. “Why are you staring at me like that?”“We’re trying to figure out what the hell you’re doing,” Eamon replied with a hint of sarcasm.“I’m tracking vibrations through the earth. There’s a vehicle about ten clicks from here. If we move fast, we can hitch a ride to Jersey.”“You can actually do that?” I asked, stunned. “So now you’re a tracker too?”Mark smirked. “Yep. Most Lycans are trackers. I thought you’d know that
Another Chance CHAPTER NINETEEN
The Weight of SilenceRissa’s POVI didn’t follow him. Not right away.Mark’s steps were shaky, like he was carrying something too heavy inside him. I could still feel his pain through our bond, faint, broken, but still there.. Still alive. It wasn’t as strong as before, but I could still feel that he was in pain.The dark valley behind me gently reminded me of my mother’s voice, fading away like smoke in the wind. Her words stayed in my mind and haunted every part of me.“You are both the gate and the flame.” I didn’t know if I was supposed to open something… or break it.What did that even mean? What gate? What flame?I stood there for a moment, not moving. The cold wind blew through my coat and touched my skin. The sky above grew dark as thick clouds covered it. The light slowly faded as night came. That’s when I finally started walking, my steps heavy as I moved over ash-covered roots. Everything around me felt old and forgotten, like the forest was waiting for something.I found
Another Chance CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The Root Beneath the FlameRissa's POVMark slept fitfully beneath the slanted branches, his breathing shallow but steady. The fire’s glow cast soft flickers across his face, making him look younger. Gentler. Almost like the man I’d met that night in New Orleans—before the Knowing, before the vessel, before everything became teeth and prophecy.I sat a few feet away, knees pulled to my chest, staring at the rune Eamon had etched into the moss. It was still faintly glowing, long after its purpose had ended.“You opened it,” Eamon said, quietly stepping beside me.I didn’t look up. “The Knowing?”“No.” He crouched beside the rune and touched the still-warm symbol. “You. The part of you that’s always been locked away. It’s waking. You don’t just carry power, Rissa. You are power.”I turned to him. “Then why does it feel like I’m losing myself?”His eyes softened. “Because the parts of you that were kept dormant—your bloodline, your memory, your instinct—are now fighting for space in the
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