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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Ashes Of A Crown

Penulis: Skye Wilder
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-22 18:23:33

The moon was a thin scythe above the shattered manor, casting a ghostlight on the crumbling ruins of what had once been the Vale legacy. Smoke rose in gentle columns, curling around the skeletal beams like the breath of the dead. The air still held the scorched tang of burning wood, ash, and a faint trace of blood.

Zara stood at the edge of the debris, her boots crunching over scorched stone and fragments of what used to be stained-glass windows. Each step echoed hollowly, as if the ruins themselves remembered every vow made beneath this roof—and every betrayal that followed.

Maxim knelt beside what remained of the council table—a broken, charred slab split down the middle. His beast form lingered in his eyes, the gold flickering behind the gray. His suit was torn, blood smeared across his sleeve. But it wasn’t his own blood.

“They didn’t just burn the house,” Zara whispered, voice raw with disbelief. “They burned the history.”

“They tried to burn the future,” Maxim replied, rising sl
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    It began with a howl that wasn't a howl.The sound split the sky at dawn—not carried by wind, not born of throat or fang, but from the very seams of the world. It echoed across the cliffs of the Vale, silver and strange, weaving through clouds like a warning or a song. Zara rose from her seat before she even realized she’d moved. Elira, already awake, was perched at the window ledge, eyes glowing softly.“They’re here,” the child whispered, voice calm as starlight. “The things I dreamed.”The air shimmered as the first one emerged.A wolf. But not like any born of fur or fang. This creature was shaped from constellations—its hide stitched from stars, breath curling with cosmic frost. It walked through solid wall and moonlight alike, silent and vast, and bowed its head toward Elira before bounding off into the woods.Zara felt Ruby beside her, sword half-drawn, and Kael’s energy thrumming in the next breath, ready to shift. But Elira raised her hand.“No,” she said gently. “Not all are

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    The wind in the Vale changed.It didn’t howl or scream. It listened.For days, the earth beneath the sanctum pulsed like a second heartbeat. The air smelled of scorched myrrh and rain-wet ash. Runes burned dimly beneath Zara’s skin, echoing her daughter’s every breath. Even Elira’s giggles—childlike, weightless—carried a strange undertone, as though something older laughed with her.The Hollow Root was no longer sleeping. It was watching.Zara stood at the center of the flame-circle Ruby had etched in the ritual chamber. Elira slept in a cradle behind her, swaddled in moon-thread silk, a blade of bone tucked beneath the folds for protection that was more symbolic than useful. Kael stood guard at the archway, eyes wary, sword unsheathed, the golden hilt pulsing faintly.“You’re sure about this?” he asked, voice low.Zara didn’t answer. Not with words. Her fingers opened. Her blood fell like ink into the ash.The circle ignited.Not in flame—in hollow.A strange heat rose from the marki

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