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Chapter 18: The Price of Power
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Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 58: Cracks in the Sky
~TamarThe camp shimmered with tension.Even before the sun had touched the horizon, the air buzzed with volatile energy. Arcane sigils burned across the earth in patterns only we Horax could read, glowing a soft violet under the weight of the spells we wove. All around me, my soldiers stood ready. Hoods drawn. Blades sheathed. Magic vibrating just beneath the skin.We didn’t speak. Not out of fear—Horax feared nothing—but out of reverence. What we were about to do wasn’t just an assault. It was reclamation.The sky above churned with black clouds, manipulated to cloak our movements. Below it, the invisible veil that hid Moon Shadow pulsed faintly, reacting to our presence. A barrier born of celestial blood. It would not fall easily.I stood at the cliff’s edge, overlooking the flat expanse where the veil shimmered like a heat mirage. I could feel it—the ripple of ancient magic, so thick it tasted metallic on the tongue. This was the spot. I couldn’t see it but the energy I felt in th
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 57: The Ones Cast Out
~EiraThe figures descended from the trees with a grace that made my skin crawl. Cloaked in ragged fabric the color of dried blood, faces obscured behind carved wooden masks, they moved like whispers in wind. Silent. Cautious. Deadly.They circled us where we hung, tangled in netting strung between the high boughs like meat in a butcher’s window. Spears glinted in their hands, crude but effective, aimed straight at us.“I don’t like this,” Ryan muttered beside me, his legs twisted awkwardly in the net.“No kidding,” I said, squinting at the masked figure closest to me.Before he could respond, a shrill whistle split the air.A blur of motion—a curved blade, a boomerang of some kind—sliced cleanly through the rope anchoring us to the branches.We dropped like stones.The thud of our bodies hitting the forest floor knocked the air from my lungs. My spine protested, and I groaned as I rolled onto my side, still tangled in netting.The figures closed in, grabbing the edges of the net and
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 56: The Quiet Between Storms
~Kade The sunlight was an uninvited guest. It sliced through the slit in the velvet curtains, casting a blade of gold across my eyes and dragging me, irritated and unwilling, from sleep. The obsidian stone walls of my chamber glittered faintly in the light, polished to a shine by servants who knew better than to leave streaks. The room was grand—of course it was. I had made it so. Thick tapestries lined the walls, depicting the ancient battles of Obsidian’s rise. The dark wooden floor had been covered with a woven rug from the Eastern covens—silken and lined with threads of silver. But even grandeur had its limits. The damn sun always found a way in. I shifted, dragging a hand down my face. Beside me, warmth. I turned my head. Lyric. She was curled into me like a vine, her arm slung across my torso, one leg tossed over mine as if she were claiming territory. Her face was pressed against my chest, lips parted slightly in sleep. Her long black hair spilled over her s
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 55: Through the Window of Lies
~Lyric’s POV The night was too quiet. Even the moonlight seemed to hesitate at the windowsill, unsure if it was welcome. I stood in my silk gown, fingers brushing the heavy curtain aside as I peered out. A figure stood just beneath the window, veiled in black. Something about the stance… the outline of the shoulders… it tickled a memory. But my mind—fogged and strange—couldn’t grasp it. “Lunar Lyric, are you okay?” the figure called up softly. I blinked, shocked at the question. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” The figure’s voice carried confusion beneath its caution. “Are you sure? From what I heard… Kade attacked Obsidian. Took control of everything. I heard he’s a tyrant. Your father sent me to bring you home.” My lips curled into a soft smile. “Kade? He’s my mate. I love him. He’s really nice. Why would my dad want to take me away from my mate?” A beat of silence stretched between us like a taut string. “I could’ve sworn you were being held captive,” the
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 54: Of Wolves and Goblins
~Omniscient POV “I never knew how useless it felt to be without powers.” Aeron’s thoughts burned behind his eyes as he sat on a jagged stone, watching Caelum crouch in the dirt and examine tracks with the serenity of a monk. “My wolf is a part of me. A part I’m not sure I can live without. Caelum doesn’t seem to mind… but me? This? Hunting like a mortal for food to appease a group of giant goblins? It’s beneath me. It’s humiliating.” He kicked at a nearby rock, sending it skidding uselessly into a bush. Caelum didn’t look up. “That one almost startled a rabbit.” Aeron scowled. “You’re enjoying this.” “I’m breathing. That’s enough,” Caelum replied simply. “Don’t give me that monk-philosopher nonsense,” Aeron grumbled. “This is ridiculous. We’re cursed, powerless, and babysitting goblins who threatened to eat Brim and Lorian. See what we’ve been reduced to. I am the alpha of Obsidian Moon pack. Hunting animals is beneath me.” “As of now, you’re not an alpha. Yo
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 53: Echoes and Shadows
~Omniscient POV The trees whispered in languages older than time. Eira stood beside Ryan, her arms folded tight across her chest. Behind her, the crooked forest stretched into infinite shadows. In front of them—nothing. No familiar path. No sky they recognized. The canopy was thick with curling black leaves, light filtered in green and gold through holes in the foliage, and the air smelled faintly of smoke and wet bark. “We’re lost, aren’t we?” she asked flatly. Ryan glanced over his shoulder, lips pulled in a half-smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “No, not lost. Just… marginally displaced.” “Right.” Eira rolled her eyes. “Displaced into a maze of ancient nightmare trees. Very reassuring.” They began walking again, pushing past ferns taller than a man. The silence pressed against them like damp wool, broken only by the occasional rustle of unseen creatures or the creak of shifting wood. Then—laughter. High-pitched. Innocent. Children. Eira stopped. Ryan halted a s
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