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Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 40
VALDISI couldn’t close my eyes.Every time I tried, I saw Elaina’s face. The way she’d looked at me last night when she agreed to Mother’s deal. Not angry. Not scared. Just… accepting. Like she’d already given up. Like she knew she was going to die and had made peace with it.I hated that look.I sat on the edge of my bed, watching the purple light from my window slowly get brighter as morning came to the Shadowlands. My room was cold—it was always cold in the castle—but I barely felt it. I’d been sitting here for hours, still wearing the same clothes from the feast, my mind going in circles.Mother was going to kill Elaina tonight.She was going to drain every drop of magic from her body, use her as an anchor for the spell, and create a new timeline where Aiden had never existed. Where I’d never been born. Where everything would be different.And I’d agreed to help her.I stood up suddenly, unable to sit still anymore. My legs felt shaky from lack of sleep, but I started pacing anyw
Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 39
TROYThe great hall smelled like blood and fear.I stood at the head of the long table, my hands pressed flat against the dark wood to keep them from shaking. Around me, twenty warriors filled the room—some sitting, some pacing, all of them angry and scared and looking to me for answers I didn’t have.My wrist still throbbed where Elaina’s message had carved itself into my skin. The bleeding had stopped, but the words were still there, etched in dark red letters that wouldn’t fade: HELP. TRAPPED. RITUAL TONIGHT. MOONRISE.I’d tried washing it off. It wouldn’t budge. None of the marked warriors could get rid of the words. We all carried Elaina’s desperate plea on our skin like a brand.And outside, beyond the castle walls, shadow wolves circled. I could hear them even through the thick stone—the scratch of claws on rock, the low growls that never quite stopped, the occasional howl that made my spine turn to ice.We were trapped in Melissa’s castle while our Luna was somewhere in this c
Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 38
ELAINAThe garden smelled like flowers I’d never seen before.Purple ones with petals that glowed softly, like they had tiny lights inside them. Black roses that weren’t scary like they should be, but somehow beautiful. White flowers that chimed like little bells when the wind touched them. The air was sweet and thick, almost too sweet, like walking through a candy store.I was sitting on a stone bench with Raven on one side and Ryker on the other. Both of them were chattering away about something—a game they wanted to play, I think—but I wasn’t really listening to their words. I was just listening to their voices. The sound of them. The way Raven’s voice went up high when she got excited. The way Ryker stumbled over bigger words.I wanted to remember it forever.The morning sun—if you could call that purple light “sun”—felt warm on my face, but not in a normal way. It was warm like bathwater that had been sitting too long. Comfortable but wrong. Everything in the Shadowlands was like
Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 37
TROYPain exploded in my head like someone was hitting it with a hammer.I groaned and tried to open my eyes, but the light—even the dim torchlight in the great hall—felt like knives stabbing into my brain. My mouth tasted like I’d been licking dirt, and my tongue felt too big for my mouth. Everything hurt. My head, my muscles, even my teeth.What happened?I tried to sit up, but my arms felt like wet noodles. It took three tries before I could push myself up off the cold stone floor. The room spun around me, making my stomach flip and twist. I thought I might throw up.“Ugh,” someone groaned nearby. It sounded like Marcus.I blinked hard, forcing my eyes to focus. I was lying on the floor of the great hall, and all around me, other warriors were starting to wake up too. Some were sitting up, holding their heads. Others were still lying down, moaning. A few were already on their feet, stumbling around like drunk people.The tables were a mess. Food was spilled everywhere. Cups and pla
Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 36
ELAINAThe purple light hurt my eyes.I opened them slowly, one at a time, like I used to do when I was little and didn’t want to wake up for school. The ceiling above me was white and smooth, with pretty patterns carved into it that looked like flowers and vines. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I remembered everything, and my stomach felt like it dropped down to my toes.This wasn’t my room. This was Melissa’s castle. This was my prison.I turned my head on the soft pillow and looked at the window. The light coming through wasn’t yellow like normal sunlight. It was purple, like someone had painted the sky with grape juice. That’s just how it was in the Shadowlands. Nothing was normal here. Even the sun was wrong.My body felt heavy, like someone had filled my arms and legs with sand. I tried to sit up, but it took three tries before I could do it. My head swam, making the room spin around me. I put my hand on my forehead and waited for everything to stop moving.The black ve
Bound To My Father’s Foe Chapter 35
ELAINAI stared at the woman who looked like Melissa but younger.Lyra. The dead daughter. Standing in my doorway like a ghost.She smiled sadly. “May I come in?”I stepped aside. What else could I do? She floated more than walked. Her feet barely touched the ground. The air around her shimmered slightly. Like heat waves on a summer day.“You’re not real,” I said.“No. Not really.” She sat in a chair by the window. Moonlight passed through her body. “I’m a memory. A magical construct. Mother created me from her grief and old magic.”Her voice was soft. Kind. Everything Melissa had described.“I don’t want to exist like this,” Lyra admitted. She looked at her translucent hands. “A half-real thing. A memory trapped in a shape. But Mother can’t let go.”I sat across from her. “If the ritual succeeds, everyone in this timeline dies.”“I know.” Lyra’s expression was pained. “I’ve tried to tell Mother. She won’t listen. Her grief has made her… broken. She can’t see past her own pain.”“Then
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