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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: Echoes Of The Mark

Penulis: Skye Wilder
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-23 17:23:17

The wind howled outside Silver & Vale as storm clouds gathered low, curling like wolves ready to strike. Inside the central tower, the candles guttered—once from the draft, and once from something else entirely.

Magic. Distorted. Echoing.

Zara sat on the floor of her room, legs crossed, fingers pressed to the veins of silver blooming beneath her skin. Her mark had changed again overnight—pulsing now with a rhythm that wasn’t hers.

Or maybe it was. But altered. Shadowed.

She closed her eyes and reached inward, into the tether that linked her to Maxim. Every mated pair shared it—some a flicker, others a bond like rope braided tight.

But today?

Today it flickered.

Like candlelight in a storm.

She gasped and snapped her eyes open, a jolt of heat sparking across her ribs.

Something was wrong.

“Zara,” came a voice through the link, hoarse and gravel-edged.

Maxim.

She stood at once, ignoring the ache in her spine. “Where are you?”

“The East Spire. Unity chamber.”

She didn't wait for details.
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