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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: The Pact Of Flame And Hollow
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Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: The Trial Of The Flameborne
They called it a Tribunal. Zara called it theater.The amphitheater had been carved from moonstone and memory—an ancient place of judgment used only when the Balance itself was in question. Today, for the first time in centuries, it opened not for a war criminal, not for a king, but for a child.Elira sat at its center, legs crossed, hands folded in her lap, her eyes glowing dimly with a light no sun had ever cast. Around her, six thrones hovered in a circle—one for each race bound to the Accord: Witch, Wolf, Vampire, Fae, Shade, and Human. The seventh throne, once reserved for the gods, remained empty.Zara stood just beyond the circle, silent, tense. Kael’s ghost-fire lingered in her chest like a second pulse. Ruby paced near the outer arch, sword sheathed but ready.The High Speaker began the rite. “Let the Flameborne be seen.”A hush fell over the gathered hundreds. The Tribunal had drawn watchers from every realm—some to see history, some to ensure it didn’t repeat, others to jud
Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: Wolves Made Of Starlight
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
Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: The Second Sovereign
The Vale had never known stillness like this.Not even during war. Not even during the birth of a goddess.Zara stood on the high balcony of the Citadel with Elira in her arms, the child humming a tune too old for her mouth, the melody echoing faintly across the stone battlements like it remembered an age no one alive had lived through. Her skin shimmered faintly beneath the moonlight, runes drifting lazily along her arms, soft lunar hues pulsing at her temples. The second mark—flame threaded with bone—glowed like a buried star beneath her wrist.They were no longer hiding her.They couldn’t.Below, the courtyard teemed with gathered figures. Witches cloaked in wind. Wolves with coats like shadow and fire. Vampires with glass-cut faces and eyes older than kingdoms. The fae, aloof and glittering like war-sculptures. Even shades—hollow-eyed and half-faded—stood shoulder to shoulder, bound by the same question:Who rules now?Kael stood at Zara’s right, arms folded, dressed in ceremonial
Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: The Girl Who Walked Through Time
The crib was empty.Zara’s breath caught in her throat as she stood frozen in the nursery. The moon-thread cradle rocked slightly, as if Elira had only just left. No sign of intrusion. No broken wards. Just stillness and a faint scent of lavender and smoke.Kael burst in behind her, eyes already glowing. "Where is she?"Zara didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Her mind was reaching beyond the walls, past the Vale, past the physical—searching for a thread, a spark, anything that felt like her daughter.Ruby entered last, sword sheathed but tense. Her gaze swept the room once, then locked onto the spiral of ash beneath the cradle."She drew something before she left," Ruby said quietly.Zara dropped to her knees. The ash wasn’t random. It was a perfect spiral, each loop pulsing faintly with leftover energy. Stars shimmered in the ash—constellations that didn’t belong to any known sky."She didn’t vanish," Zara whispered. "She walked."Six months had passed since Elira’s birth. She shouldn’t ha
Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: The Pact Of Flame And Hollow
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
Beast Billionaire Claim CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: Ghosts With My Face
The mirror shattered with a whisper.Not a crash. Not a scream. Just a soft, breathless exhale—as though time itself sighed through the glass.Zara stood frozen, bare feet rooted to the cracked marble. She hadn't meant to touch it. The mirror had sat untouched for decades in the southern sanctum, framed by the bones of old wolf-queens and the sigils of vanished bloodlines. No reflection had lived inside it since her mother's death. But now, as the final shard fell to the floor, the silver within rippled.And something stepped out.Not someone.Someones.Zara gasped.They moved in a spiral. Not physical bodies, but echoes—like oil on water, like dreams half-remembered. Each one bore her face. Or versions of it. A warrior queen cloaked in antlers. A peacekeeper crowned in feathers. A girl no older than Elira, cradling a sword taller than herself. And then, one more—a woman cloaked in starlight, her eyes twin embers."These are your echoes," came a voice. Not hers. Not quite.Zara turned
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