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Chapter Fifty-Two- Amelia

Author: Margie
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-18 12:00:00

The air had changed.

Even before the sound came, I felt it — that strange, cold pull at the back of my mind, the pressure that meant the dark was near. It crept through the trees like breath on the nape of my neck. Mateo stood in front of me, fire low at his palms, his shoulders tense. Jason had melted into the shadows again, his calm sharpened to focus. Dimitri waited to my left, still as stone, blade gleaming faintly in the half-light.

They were ready.

I wasn’t.

The night split open.

It came out of the dark like smoke given shape — a tangle of limbs and shadow, eyes like coals. The ground shuddered when it hit, the sound so deep I felt it in my bones. Mateo moved first, fire bursting from his hands and slamming into the creature’s chest. The beast roared, flames curling over its skin without catching.

Jason was there an instant later, his blade flashing, a calm streak through chaos. Dimitri flanked, steel singi
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  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-Six- Amelia

    The first light of dawn filtered through the tall windows, soft and golden, brushing across the room like a gentle promise. My eyelids felt heavy, weighted with a strange mix of exhaustion and lingering fear, but something warm tugged at the edges of my awareness.I stirred slowly, sensing it before I opened my eyes — a presence so constant it felt woven into my very skin. Jason.A faint ache traced through my body, every limb reminding me of the night before, of the uncontrolled power that had almost torn me apart. My chest tightened, heart still hammering as the memory of light exploding from me flashed across my mind.And yet… there was safety here.I blinked, slowly forcing my eyes open, and the first thing I saw was him. Jason’s dark hair fell across his forehead, tousled from hours of restless watching. His golden-brown eyes were half-lidded, but the concern in them never faded. He hadn’t moved, hadn’t left my side all night.I swallowed, a lump f

  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-Five- Jason

    The first hint of dawn bled through the tall windows, turning the marble floor a dull gray. The mansion was still except for the sound of a slow, steady heartbeat from the room down the hall. Amelia’s heartbeat.Jason rubbed a hand across his face, the scrape of stubble rough against his palm. He hadn’t slept, but that wasn’t new. Sleep and guilt never mixed well.Mateo was slumped beside Amelia’s bed, chin on his chest, one hand still wrapped around hers. Dimitri had finally gone downstairs an hour ago, pacing the front hall like a ghost. Jason lingered in the doorway for a moment, then eased it shut. They needed rest. He needed movement.The house smelled of smoke and antiseptic. He crossed the corridor to the great room and stirred the ashes in the fireplace until a few orange sparks flickered to life. The warmth hit his face, but it didn’t chase off the cold sitting in his chest.He remembered another night like this—different walls, different firelight

  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-Four- Dimitri

    The mansion was too quiet. Too still. Even the walls seemed to hold their breath. I’d walked these halls a thousand times before, every echo, every shadow familiar — but tonight, the silence was a punishment. It followed me with every step, wrapping tight around my throat until it felt like I was suffocating. From down the corridor came the faint crackle of a fire. Mateo hadn’t left her side since we brought her home. Jason slept in the chair by the window, one arm draped over his eyes, but Mateo… he hadn’t moved. He wouldn’t. I paused outside the door, hand against the cold wood. Her heartbeat pulsed faintly through the bond — fragile, distant, but there. That sound used to mean safety. Now it felt like a warning. She had done that. Amelia. She’d unleashed power strong enough to tear the forest apart — to destroy whatever threat had crawled out of the dark after us. And in doing so, she’d nearly d

  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-Three- Mateo

    The world still smelled like smoke and lightning.Amelia’s light had faded to a faint shimmer along her skin — so pale it almost didn’t look real. She lay limp in my arms, her head resting against my shoulder, her breath shallow and uneven. Every step I took, every time her body shifted against me, I felt that tiny, fragile rise and fall. It was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.Jason limped ahead, the right side of his shirt soaked through with blood. He wouldn’t let me help him. He never did. Dimitri followed a few paces behind, his blade sheathed but his hand still trembling where he’d held onto her power for too long. His face was carved from stone, but I could feel the cracks in him through the bond — the quiet panic buried under all that control.No one spoke.The forest was dead quiet. No insects. No wind. Just the sound of our boots on the earth and Amelia’s soft, uneven breathing.I shifted her weight a little closer against my ches

  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-Two- Amelia

    The air had changed. Even before the sound came, I felt it — that strange, cold pull at the back of my mind, the pressure that meant the dark was near. It crept through the trees like breath on the nape of my neck. Mateo stood in front of me, fire low at his palms, his shoulders tense. Jason had melted into the shadows again, his calm sharpened to focus. Dimitri waited to my left, still as stone, blade gleaming faintly in the half-light. They were ready. I wasn’t. The night split open. It came out of the dark like smoke given shape — a tangle of limbs and shadow, eyes like coals. The ground shuddered when it hit, the sound so deep I felt it in my bones. Mateo moved first, fire bursting from his hands and slamming into the creature’s chest. The beast roared, flames curling over its skin without catching. Jason was there an instant later, his blade flashing, a calm streak through chaos. Dimitri flanked, steel singi

  • Bound by blood and the moonlight   Chapter Fifty-One- Mateo

    The air still crackled where my fire had been. Smoke clung to the clearing like a ghost that refused to fade, curling around us as if it wanted to listen to our breathing. Jason hadn’t moved from Amelia’s side, his hand still steady at her back, but his eyes were on me. Not accusing — just watching. Waiting. He didn’t have to say anything. I already knew what he wanted to ask: Can you hold yourself together this time? I wasn’t sure I could. My pulse was still uneven, my blood running too hot. Every flicker of movement made the fire under my skin twitch, like a living thing waiting to break free again. But it wasn’t the fight that kept it alive — it was her. Amelia. She looked so small standing there between us, her eyes red and glassy, her hands shaking at her sides. Dimitri’s words had gutted her. I could feel it through the bond — that deep ache, the one that made her want to disappear, to shrink from all of us.

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