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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE — Where Love Is Used
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The sanctuary did not break.It bent.Selene felt it the moment she opened her eyes again—not with sight, but with instinct. The wards no longer hummed in smooth, even patterns. They pulsed unevenly now, like a heartbeat struggling to keep rhythm after running too hard.The air tasted wrong.Not blood.Not smoke.Fear.She sat up too quickly, breath tearing from her chest as pain lanced behind her eyes. The world swam—stone stretching, firelight smearing into gold and shadow.“Easy.”Rowan’s voice anchored her, firm and immediate. His hands were already on her shoulders, solid and warm, grounding her before panic could fully take hold.Lucien was there too—she felt him before she saw him. Cool presence. Controlled tension. Shadows tight and coiled, as if they were being held back by force of will alone.“You crossed again,” Lucien said quietly.Selene swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean to.”“We know,” Rowan said, brush
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Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN — When the World
NoticesThe change did not announce itself with thunder.It arrived quietly.Selene noticed it first when she woke before the fire.Not because she was restless—but because she no longer needed its warmth.She lay still on the stone pallet, breathing evenly, aware of Rowan’s steady presence to her left and Lucien’s watchful silence to her right. The sanctuary felt different now—not merely protective, but responsive, like it had learned her rhythms and adjusted itself accordingly.The wards no longer hummed.They listened.Selene sat up slowly.The movement should have stirred the bond—should have sent ripples of instinct through Rowan and Lucien—but instead, the connection remained calm, structured, present without pressure.Balanced.She swung her legs over the edge of the pallet and stood.The stone beneath her feet warmed instantly.Selene froze.She hadn’t summoned anything. Hadn’t focused, hadn’t reached.The san
Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX — What Is Chosen
The bond did not ask this time.That was how Selene knew something had changed.There was no spike of pressure. No hunger flaring sharp and demanding. No vision clawing its way through her thoughts. Only a quiet, steady awareness—like standing at the edge of deep water and realizing you could step forward without being dragged under.The sanctuary was still.Not the brittle stillness of restraint.The calm that follows a decision finally made.Selene stood within the gold circle, breathing evenly now. The ache remained—low, constant—but it no longer felt like it was hollowing her out. It felt… contained. Shaped.Across from her, Rowan lifted his head.He had been sitting for hours, elbows braced on his knees, eyes downcast in the way of a man who had learned how to endure without complaint. Now, slowly, he rose to his feet.The amber circle glowed brighter as he straightened.Lucien noticed immediately.“So,” Lucien said quietly from
Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE — The Shape of Endurance
The night did not pass gently.Selene knew this because time no longer moved the way it used to.Before the restructuring, hours had flowed like breath—marked by Rowan’s warmth at her back, Lucien’s steady presence in the shadows, the bond humming between them like a shared pulse. Now, time fractured into pieces: moments stretched thin and sharp, each one demanding to be survived rather than simply lived.She stood within the gold circle long after her legs began to tremble.The ache in her chest had not lessened. It had changed—flattened into something dull and constant, like pressure beneath the skin that never fully released. Every instinct screamed for closeness, for contact, for the reassurance that came from touch and shared breath.She denied them all.Not because she wanted to.Because she had chosen to.Across the stone floor, Rowan remained in the amber circle. He had shifted his weight more than once, pacing the edge of the boundary li
Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR — The Distance That Burns
They didn’t call it separation.Not out loud.Because the word tasted like abandonment, and none of them could survive saying it.Lucien called it structure. Rowan called it strategy. Selene called it what it felt like—pain chosen on purpose.The sanctuary’s fire had burned down to a low, steady glow, as if it too understood that tonight was not for warmth. Tonight was for endurance.Selene stood in the center of the main room while Rowan paced along the edge of the wards like a caged storm. Lucien remained still near the hearth, hands clasped behind his back, composed in a way that only came from centuries of training himself not to crack under pressure.The quiet was wrong.It wasn’t peace.It was preparation.Rowan finally stopped moving. “Tell me exactly how this works.”Lucien’s silver eyes lifted. “We create distance without severing the bond.”Rowan’s jaw clenched. “You keep saying that like it makes it better.”“It makes i
Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE — Where Love Is Used
Against YouThe sanctuary did not break.It bent.Selene felt it the moment she opened her eyes again—not with sight, but with instinct. The wards no longer hummed in smooth, even patterns. They pulsed unevenly now, like a heartbeat struggling to keep rhythm after running too hard.The air tasted wrong.Not blood.Not smoke.Fear.She sat up too quickly, breath tearing from her chest as pain lanced behind her eyes. The world swam—stone stretching, firelight smearing into gold and shadow.“Easy.”Rowan’s voice anchored her, firm and immediate. His hands were already on her shoulders, solid and warm, grounding her before panic could fully take hold.Lucien was there too—she felt him before she saw him. Cool presence. Controlled tension. Shadows tight and coiled, as if they were being held back by force of will alone.“You crossed again,” Lucien said quietly.Selene swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean to.”“We know,” Rowan said, brush
Blood ,Fire and Frost CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO — When the Future Bleeds
ThroughThe knock came again.Not sound—vibration.Stone shuddered beneath Selene’s feet, a low, resonant tremor that rippled through the sanctuary walls like a warning carried through bone instead of air. The fire guttered briefly, flames dipping toward black before stabilizing again.Lucien was already moving.His shadows rose, thin and precise, threading into the walls and floor as he pressed his senses outward. His posture sharpened into something cold and lethal, centuries of survival sliding into place.Rowan shifted in the opposite direction—closer to Selene.His body angled subtly, instinctively, putting himself between her and whatever pressed against the wards. His claws flexed, then stilled as he forced them back, choosing presence over panic.Selene stood frozen between them, heart hammering so loudly she was sure they could hear it.“Not the king,” Lucien murmured, voice distant. “This presence is… patient.”Rowan growled lo
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