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Chapter 27 - Iris

Penulis: Bryant
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 18:09:17
I did not expect to see my mother standing in the courtyard outside Everley House.

The morning had been perfectly ordinary up until that moment. Classes had begun to settle into the steady rhythm of the semester, students moving along the paths between the four houses, books tucked beneath their arms, as winter sunlight cut across the stone walkways.

I had just stepped out of the Everley dormitory doors when I saw her.

She stood near the fountain at the center of the courtyard, a familiar
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Yeah… that could’ve gone VERY differently. Did their parents' reactions shock you, or did you see it coming??

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  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 31 - Iris

    Stepping back out into the ballroom had not quieted the music. Pairs continued to glide around the dance floor in lazy circles beneath floating lanterns drifting across the ceiling. Voices still laughed easily throughout the room while servers slipped silently between tables laden with glasses and small plates. Nothing had changed. Visibly. Which made whatever was happening beneath our feet all the stranger. As soon as I had stepped back through the doorway, the pressure returned. Not that panicked static from before. Something else. Magic stirred at my sides. A low vibration hummed through the air, almost like thunder, far enough away that most wouldn’t even notice it. But as it grazed my senses, I recognized it instantly. The relic. Someone—or something—had turned it back on. Slowing my pace next to Kaia, she must have felt it too. She looked at me, eyebrows raised. “You sense it.” “I do.” The pressure shifted through the stone under the ballroom in uneven pulses like s

  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 30 - Kaia

    The entrance to the grand hall opened shortly after dusk. I adjusted the hem of my gown at the top of the marble staircase outside the entrance while the final waves of students streamed past me into the room. Hawthorne House rarely put any effort into events like these, but the wolves were dressed up nicely tonight. Dress shirts and polished boots. Even Obscura was making an effort. Seeing half the people I fight with every morning suddenly act like they knew how to behave in polite society was surreal. Thankfully, my dress helped people forget that fact. The deep crimson sleeves clung tightly to my arms before puffing out across my legs in wide panels. Tiny embroidered patterns along the bodice danced in the lantern light with each step I took. There was a slit up one side that made it easier to walk, although I was still somewhat skeptical of fighting in something this fancy should things go south. Of course, that would happen. Knowing Obscura, it would happen. I pushed thro

  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 29 - Iris

    Preparations for the Valentine’s Ball began almost immediately. Within days, the central courtyard of Obscura no longer resembled the disciplined campus I was used to navigating. Students from every house moved through the halls carrying bolts of fabric, lantern frames, and enchanted glass orbs that would later be suspended above the ballroom floor. On the surface, it looked festive. Everley students wove spellwork through ribbons of light that would illuminate the grand hall in shifting constellations. Hawthorne wolves hauled tables and heavy decorations with the easy strength of pack cooperation. Nerezza vampires supervised the more delicate arrangements, ensuring every candle placement and banner hung with precise aesthetic symmetry. Even the Aurelian tower, once vacant for centuries till Nora, had become a staging ground for magical reinforcement charms. From a distance, it looked like excitement. From closer observation, it looked like tension disguised as celebration. I s

  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 28 - Kaia

    He arrived at sunrise. Halfway across the training field behind Hawthorne House, I spotted him coming over the ridge line. The runner dipped back into human shape just past the perimeter wards. Sweat turned to steam on his shoulders as the cool morning air washed over skin still flushed from running. Stormhollow. I knew him from dispatch. Bran was one of the outer scouts for the pack, an angular wolf with ash hair and the stiff shoulders of someone who ran territory lines more than he slept in them. When his boots struck grass, he moved with purpose, cutting straight across the training field in my direction. Just that told me we weren’t dealing with standard business. I met him at the midpoint between our positions. “You look like shit,” I said. “I’ve been running since dawn patrol,” Bran said with a chuckle, running a hand through sweaty hair. His breathing was shallow but controlled, which meant he hadn’t come to warn me about a training exercise. He was there because of i

  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 27 - Iris

    I did not expect to see my mother standing in the courtyard outside Everley House. The morning had been perfectly ordinary up until that moment. Classes had begun to settle into the steady rhythm of the semester, students moving along the paths between the four houses, books tucked beneath their arms, as winter sunlight cut across the stone walkways. I had just stepped out of the Everley dormitory doors when I saw her. She stood near the fountain at the center of the courtyard, a familiar figure wrapped in her traveling cloak, chestnut hair pinned back loosely in the way she always wore it when she had come from a long carriage ride. Several professors lingered nearby, speaking quietly with her, which meant this visit had the headmaster’s official permission. Still, I hadn’t been warned. My steps slowed instinctively. “What the hell,” I muttered under my breath. My mother turned at the sound of my voice. Her face brightened immediately when she saw me. “There you are,” sh

  • Crown of Tempests   Chapter 26 - Kaia

    The downside to growing up around werewolves was that some traditions seemed instinctual to me. The kinds of things you heard other wolves muttering around bonfires and sparring rings since you were old enough to understand. Legends told over half jokes and half warnings until one day you realized it wasn’t folklore at all; those were expectations of our culture. Mate-marking was something like that. For wolves, the bite was about more than instinct. Marks were also a public and magical claim, binding the pair together so both wolves shared the same mark. Ownership wasn’t really how outsiders chose to interpret it. Recognition was closer. A wolf declaring; I belong to this one, and they belong to me. The issue was that Iris wasn’t a wolf. Meaning I’d spent the last three days trying to decide how the hell I was going to bring it up without sounding like I was trying to force tradition onto her. Tradition, she had no desire to accept, likely. That train of thought was wi

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