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Bring Him to His Knees Vera’s visit
Thane explains what we saw in the sanctuary while I stand beside the table, watching Del’s eyes move from him to me and then back again as the implications become clearer. When he reaches the part about the recent image of someone placing the crystal beneath the pool, Del slowly sits back in her chair. “So someone has been preparing that place.” “For what?” I ask. “That,” she groans, tapping one finger against the ancient manuscript, “is what I have been trying to determine.” She pulls another document toward her. “There is something else. While you were gone, we received a message from Duskmoor.” My body stills. “From Roan?” Del nods. “His people found something in their archives.” I stare at the document she holds out to me. For a second, I do not reach for it. “What did he send?” “Records concerning the Unbound. Old ones. Some of them predate the division between the packs.” I finally take the papers from her, expecting some political maneuver hidden beneath the gesture,
Bring Him to His Knees The crystal
— Sloane By the time Thane and I return to Ashborn, the sun has already begun its descent behind the trees, leaving the sky washed in pale gold and muted orange. The familiar walls of the compound come into view through the windshield, but instead of feeling the relief I expected, I find myself studying them with a strange uneasiness. Three days ago, those walls had represented safetyNow I know how easily someone can move through that safety without being noticed, how a single piece of black crystal hidden inside an ancient ward can turn a fortress into an invitation. Thane slows the car as we approach the gates, and I notice immediately that Kieran is waiting there with four guards positioned behind him. He isn’t pacing, and he isn’t wearing the expression of someone expecting an attack, but something in the rigid set of his shoulders tells me that he has been waiting for us longer than he wants to admit. Kieran’s eyes settle on me the moment I step out of the car, moving over m
Bring Him to His Knees With me in the dark
The moment breaks when the image in the pool changes again, and I step away from him so quickly that the sudden loss of his warmth leaves my skin feeling strangely cold. The woman is gone, replaced by a sequence of images that move too quickly for me to understand at first: the sanctuary filled with women, wolves kneeling around the sealed gate, blood being poured into the carvings, and then another scene that makes my stomach twist because I recognize the walls immediately. Ashborn. Not the Ashborn I know now, but the ancient version of it, when the compound is little more than a fortified settlement surrounded by enormous stone walls, and standing inside those walls are several figures dressed in dark robes. One of them turns toward the vision, and although his face is partially hidden, I recognize the symbol carved into the pendant hanging around his neck. It is the same black crystal symbol Kieran found inside the eastern ward. “That’s it,” I breathe. Thane moves closer. “Wha
Bring Him to His Knees Visiting the chamber
SLOANE The words barely leave my mouth before the chamber changes, because the shallow pool at the center of the sanctuary suddenly ripples despite the complete stillness of the air, the surface trembling outward in perfect circles until the reflections of Thane and me disappear beneath the water and are replaced by something else. I step closer without meaning to, my attention fixed on the dark surface as an image slowly forms beneath it, blurred at first and then sharpening into the unmistakable shape of a woman kneeling before the sealed gate, her palms pressed against the black stone while blood runs from her fingertips and disappears into the carvings beneath her. She looks young, much younger than I expected the first Unbound to look, but there is something ancient in the sorrow of her face, something that makes my chest burn before I even understand why. “Thane,” I whisper, and he moves beside me immediately, his shoulder nearly brushing mine as he stares into the pool.
Bring Him to His Knees Unknown symbols
Thane pulls the car into a narrow clearing and switches off the engine. For a moment, neither of us moves. The sudden silence after the low hum of the vehicle makes the space between us feel strangely intimate, and I find myself looking at him before I can stop myself. By the time we step out of the car, the sun has climbed high enough to cast narrow beams of light between the trees, illuminating the enormous stone structure hidden beneath centuries of vines and moss. It is not what I expect; there are no grand towers or elaborate ruins, only a circular formation of black stone half-sunken into the earth, with enormous symbols carved across the entrance and several weathered statues of female wolves standing around the perimeter. I walk closer, staring at the nearest statue. The woman carved into the stone has her hands pressed against her chest, her head tilted toward the sky, and beneath her feet are the same strange markings I have seen in my vision. “Thane,” I whisper. He c
Bring Him to His Knees A look out together..
SLOANE Three days have passed since the attack, and we have found nothing. Not the identity of the wolf who sabotaged the eastern wards, not who placed the black crystal inside the anchor, not who summoned the creature, and certainly not why whatever lives beyond that ancient gate has suddenly decided that I am important enough to hunt. The investigation has swallowed Ashborn whole, turning every corridor into a place of suspicion and every familiar face into a question I cannot answer, while the two ward keepers are questioned separately and their movements traced for weeks without producing a single useful lead. Kieran has doubled the patrols, rotated the guards, sealed the eastern section and personally inspected every remaining ward anchor, yet whoever helped the creature enter Ashborn has either disappeared completely or is very good at looking innocent. Del has spent most of those three days buried beneath reports and council records, trying to determine whether the name
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