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THE WOMAN IN THE DARK
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2025-12-28 19:44:00CHAPTER 12
A torch flared ahead without being touched.Its flame burned black at the edges, like smoke pretending to be light.The tunnel widened into a chamber carved smooth, older than any pack hall I’d ever seen. Runes spiraled across the walls in careful patterns—warnings, promises, names. The air smelled like wet stone and charred herbs.And there she was.A woman leaned against a pillar as if she owned the dark. Hood down. Hair braided tight. Skin deep brown, eyes pale amber like candle flame. Her smile was small and sharp, the kind that cut before it kissed.Two rogues stood behind her, silent as blades.Dax’s posture changed instantly—subtle, but real. Not fear. Respect mixed with dislike.“Vesper,” he said.“Dax,” she replied, voice smooth. Her gaze slid past him to me and landed on the mark burning through my wrist cloth. “So it’s true.”I tightened my grip on Kieran’s arm as he sagge
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Ashbound Moon THE THING BEHIND THE DOOR
CHAPTER 42 The eye wasn’t human.It was too still. Too patient. Too old.It stared at me from the seam like it was reading the spaces between my atoms, and my mark pulsed in response like it was trying to answer without permission.“Where is your other half?” the voice repeated, soft as velvet.My throat closed. “What are you?”The Hollow King didn’t look afraid. He looked… pleased. Like a gambler watching the right card turn.“That,” he murmured, “is why they built cages.”The seam widened another inch. The eye blinked once—slow, deliberate—and something inside the dark shifted, hinting at a shape too large for the doorway.The air smelled like black water and burned herbs.Like my mother’s cabin on fire.I fought the memory back. “My other half is me,” I said, voice shaking.The eye’s lid lowered slightly, almost amused. “LIE.”My skin prickled. The ash around my a
Ashbound Moon THE SECOND CAGE
CHAPTER 41 Darkness swallowed sound first.Not the normal kind—no echo, no air to carry breath. The fall felt endless, but my body didn’t slam into ground. It slowed, controlled, like invisible hands decided exactly how hard I was allowed to land.My boots hit stone with a soft thud.Cold flooded up my legs.For a heartbeat I couldn’t see anything—only the burn of my wrist mark and the ache in my ribs where the mate bond still pulled like a rope through stone.Then a dim light flickered to life along the walls.Not torchlight.Moonlight—thin, pale, wrong.The room wasn’t a room. It was a corridor—long, narrow, carved smooth like something had been worn down by centuries of bodies being dragged through it. The ceiling arched high enough to disappear. Chains hung in neat rows like decoration.The second cage.The Hollow King’s voice echoed behind me, close enough to feel against my neck
Ashbound Moon THE THING THAT SAVED ME
CHAPTER 40 Kieran slammed into me like a storm.His arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me tight—not gentle, not romantic—protective like a cage snapping shut around its prize. The mate bond surged, violent relief flooding my ribs like my body had been starving for this contact even while my mind screamed.The guard’s blade flashed—but Kieran twisted, and the blade cut into Kieran’s shoulder instead of my mother’s throat.Blood splattered warm across my cheek.Kieran grunted, blue eye wide with pain, coal eye bright with delight.Rowan’s voice cracked sharp. “Kieran!”Kieran didn’t let go of me. He tightened his grip, pulling me backward toward the shattered seam of the cage wall like he meant to drag me out through broken bone.“No,” I hissed, digging my heels in.Kieran’s blue eye squeezed shut. “Aria,” he choked, voice ragged, “run—”The coal eye blinked slowly. “Don’t,” it
Ashbound Moon TWO EYES, TWO TRUTHS
CHAPTER 39 Kieran stood half in shadow, half in torchlight, and his face looked like a battlefield.One eye blue—real, desperate, human.One eye coal—hungry, amused, inhuman.His mouth trembled, smile pulling in two directions like his skin couldn’t decide who it belonged to.My mate bond snapped tight, vibrating like a wire about to break. Pain stabbed my ribs. I sucked in a harsh breath and tasted iron.Rowan’s guards shifted uneasily. Even they felt it—the wrongness in the air, the way the first cage had changed the rules.Mara’s gaze stayed locked on me, expression sharpening like she was recalculating a plan mid-sentence. Vesper’s wrists strained against restraint as she watched Kieran with a predator’s focus.The Hollow King just smiled.“It’s beautiful,” he murmured. “A man split down the middle by desire and law.”“Shut up,” I hissed, but my voice shook.Kieran’s blue eye flashed w
Ashbound Moon ROWAN’S ORDER
CHAPTER 38 My lungs seized.The Hollow King’s hand was still on my throat, not crushing yet—holding, claiming, forcing me to feel the power in his fingers. Silver eyes gleamed with curiosity as the cage continued cracking around him like a shell splitting under pressure.Outside, Rowan’s voice echoed again, sharper, absolute.“Kill her mother. Now.”My mother’s eyes widened so hard it looked like her soul tried to climb out through them.The seal on her mouth finally broke—not gently, but violently—like the cage itself tore it loose.“No!” she screamed, the sound raw, ragged, furious. “Aria, don’t—”A muffled snarl outside.A blade sliding from a sheath.Mara’s voice, soft as a kiss. “Rowan… we still need her blood.”Rowan answered coldly. “Not if Aria is already inside the cage. Cut the loose thread.”Loose thread.My mother.My stomach flipped. Rage hit li
Ashbound Moon THE HATCHING
CHAPTER 37 The first crack sounded like ice breaking on a river.A sharp, impossible snap through bone walls that were never supposed to bend.Every chain in the cage jerked in the same direction—toward the ceiling—as if something above us had grabbed the entire system and yanked. The floor trembled under my boots. Dust fell in pale sheets from the darkness overhead.My copy stumbled, catching herself against a hanging chain. Her eyes were bright with rage and something else—fear.“You shouldn’t have said it,” she hissed.My wrists still burned where moon-silver had bitten, but the chains around them loosened another fraction, confused, vibrating as if the cage didn’t know who it belonged to anymore.My mother swayed on unsteady legs, blood streaking her sleeves, her mouth still sealed by the cage’s earlier command. She pressed her hands to her chest again like prayer, eyes locked on mine, begging me to remember what sh
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