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Lucian laughed. A slow, cruel sound out low in his throat as though I’d just told him the most hilarious joke he’d ever heard.“Oh, Angel,” he murmured, stepping near so his icy blue gaze could latch onto mine with disturbing ease. “You still believe you have a choice.I did.Even now, even with my wrists shackled in iron and my pack miles away, even with the weight of betrayal embedding into my breast like a dagger, I still had a choice.To fight.To survive.To make Lucian sorry he ever thought I was something he could possess.I lifted my chin; I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of being scared. “You can keep me imprisoned, but you will never break me.”Lucian regarded me for a long moment, something unreadable flashing in his gaze. And then, confusing the hell out of me, he sighed.“See, that’s the thing with warriors like you,” he mused. “It’s hard to think outside of your mind, but you think survival means fight. You believe denial to be strength. But tell me, Angel—” He dropp
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The weight of Lucian's words hung in the air, loathsome and rancid.“I am going to ruin everything Gabriel loves. I’ll take his land, his pack, his power. And when I do, you will stand beside me or not at all.”I wanted to laugh. To inform him that he was delusional, that I’d rather destroy his kingdom than stand beside him. But the certainty in his voice, the calm assurance with which he spoke, sent a chill down my spine.Because he believed it.He had planned for this.And that meant he was a threat.I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms, and stood my ground. “You really expect me to betray my own pack? My own people?”Lucian shook his head and sighed. “Angel, you’re still thinking a little too small. This isn’t about betrayal. This is about survival.”I scoffed. “Survival? You’re threatening to destroy everything I love, and you want me to be grateful for that?”Lucian’s lips twisted a little. “You’re assuming I’m giving you a choice.”I took a slow, calming breath, s
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Lucian’s words lingered in the air long after he departed, a specter whispering in the recesses of my mind.“Gabriel is getting ready for war already.”"Not to save you. Not to win you back.""To destroy you."I walked up and down the room, my heart beating hard against my ribs, my brain a war zone between denial, anger and something like fear.Gabriel wouldn’t do that.He wouldn’t return just to kill me.Would he?I wanted to think the answer was no. That even after everything—even after he cast me aside, treated me like dirt, like I had never mattered—that he wouldn’t look back and try to erase my existence.But doubt sneaked into my brain, filling my determination with poison.The truth was, I didn’t know Gabriel anymore.Not this version of him.Not the one who had picked power over me.I sucked in my breath, running a hand through my hair and forcing myself to focus. It didn’t matter what Gabriel planned. I didn’t have to see what Lucian wanted me to see.I was still here.And I
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The door closed behind me, its heavy lock clicking shut, locking me inside again.I walked around the room in a daze of thoughts.Lucian had been playing a long game, spinning a web of lies and manipulation that encompassed more than just usurping Gabriel’s pack. He wasn’t simply fighting to win a war — he was fighting to tear down everything Gabriel had created.And me?I was the missing piece in his plan.I exhaled sharply, refocusing my mind.I had to find a way out. Not just out of this room, but out of this whole mess before it got out of my hands.I had already been left behind once.I wouldn’t hold my breath waiting for it to happen again.A knock sounded at the door.I spun around to brace for Valeria, who walked straight in without an invitation. Her silver hair was tightly braided, her cold gray eyes moving over me in thinly veiled irritation.“Lucian has called for you,” she said flatly.I raised an eyebrow. “That was fast.”Valeria didn’t react. “Come.”I didn’t really hav
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The room was too quiet.Too still.I could feel the squeeze of Lucian’s ultimatum clenching around my ribs like iron chains, suffocating.“Oppose me… and when Gabriel comes, I’ll have no choice but to return you to him in pieces.”“Or… you can join me, and we can burn him first.”The words remained lodged in my skin like venom, poisoning the air between us.Lucian was watching me.Not humorously, not condescendingly.But with patience.Like he already had some inkling how this would turn out.I made myself breathe, made myself keep my hands steady when my entire world seemed to break underneath me.I had been denying it, battling it, for the past few days — but the truth had been staring me in the face the whole time.Gabriel wasn’t coming for me.He was coming to kill me.I swallowed and said in a voice scarcely above a whisper. “Why would he do this?”Lucian breathed out slowly, his fingers beating against the table. “Because he’s scared of who you’re going to be.”I had grown to sc
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The wind screamed under the cliffs, blowing around us like something alive, bringing with it the burden of everything unspoken.Lucian had my wrist in a firm, grounding hold, not restricting but holding. He was not keeping me hostage. Not physically.But his words…“You have to determine who the real enemy is.”That had trapped me.Because for the first time since this nightmare began —I wasn’t sure of the answer.I had spent so long battling against Lucian, convincing myself he was the bad guy that I couldn’t see what was right in front of my eyes.Gabriel was coming for me.Not to save me.But to eliminate me.The weight of that realization’s betrayal settled in my chest like a lead weight, pressing against my ribs, making it hard to breathe.Of course, Lucian saw the hesitation in my eyes. He always did.His fingers tightened a little, and his voice fell to something softer, almost careful. “You don’t want to believe it.”I pulled my hand back, backing away as if distance could he
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The words hovered like a knife just above my throat.“He either dies … or you pledge loyalty to me.”Lucian had done what he always did.He’d backed me into a corner.But this time — I had more to lose than just my life.Kayden was down on his knees, his face bruised and his clothes shredded, but his silver eyes held mine with a silent beseech.Don’t do it.But how could I not?My heart raced as I glanced between them. Lucian — tranquil, collected, so confident I knew my next step. Kayden — vulnerable, waiting for me to determine his future.Before the words had left his mouth, Lucian had already won.Because there was no escape from this that didn't end in blood.And I wasn’t going to let it be Kayden’s.I let out my breath in a hiss, struggling to keep my voice even. “If I do this, he walks out of here alive.”Lucian’s lips quirked into a tortoise pace, satisfied smirk. “Of course.”I narrowed my eyes. “Swear it.”Lucian chuckled. “You have my word, Angel.”It wasn’t good enough.Lu
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The air felt different. Heavy. Suffocating. Unrelenting.Lucian’s fingers remained under my chin, his grip tender but unthreatened. His touch was light, teasing, as if he was waiting for me to flinch, to pull away, to fight.But I didn’t. Because that battle had already been lost.Not the way I thought — and not in a heated fight, or through brute force but in calculated choices.And the worst part?I had made them.Kayden was gone.I had mated with Lucian.And now…But only one step remained.His thumb ran along the edge of my jaw, and his blue eyes were dark with something I didn’t want to call by name. Possession. Victory. Inevitable hunger.The claiming.The mark.Until he slept with me, the bond would never be complete.Until I let him.Until my mark was burned into my sex, into every corner of my body until the whole pack recognized exactly who I belonged to.I swallowed hard, my voice lower than I meant to be. “You got what you wanted. I swore my loyalty. Let’s get this over wi
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The Cradle’s glow lingered in my vision as we trekked back through the mountains, the plateau’s black stone and pulsing crystal now a memory, but its weight clung to me like damp earth. The mark on my chest throbbed, a steady pulse tying me to the Veil, to her—the shadow—and to the flame, whose fading words, hurry, echoed in my mind. The dagger at my hip hummed faintly, its symbols dim but restless, mirroring the shard in Lyra’s hand, her blue eyes—my eyes—fixed on the path ahead, her presence a constant reminder of the trinity: lock, spark, flame. The bond with Lucian burned—his unwavering strength, my fragile resolve, our shared defiance—but it couldn’t silence the choice looming over us: one stays, one guards, one ends. A sacrifice I wasn’t ready to face.Lucian led, his blade sheathed but his hand close, blood crusted on his arm, his silver eyes scanning the rocky trail for threats. The air was cold, the mountains’ peaks sharp against a sky streaked with fading violet, a remnant
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The Cradle swallowed us whole, the tear’s violet light spitting us onto a plateau of black stone, its surface veined with glowing runes that pulsed like a heartbeat. The air was heavy, charged, not with the city’s metallic tang but something older—earth, blood, time itself. The mark on my chest burned, syncing with the dagger in my hand and the shard in Lyra’s grip, their symbols flaring in unison, tying us to this place, to the Veil’s first node, its forge. The bond with Lucian thrummed—his fierce resolve, my trembling courage, our shared defiance—but it couldn’t drown out the flame’s voice, it’s time, or the shadow’s distant laugh, a cold thread weaving through my blood. The trinity—lock, spark, flame—was here, and the Cradle was waking, its echoes stirring, ready to test us.Lucian stood close, his blade drawn, blood crusted on his arm, his silver eyes scanning the plateau’s edges, where cliffs dropped into a void—not sky, but chaos, stars and shadows churning, the Veil’s raw edge
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The pack’s compound loomed ahead, its wooden walls scarred but standing, torches casting flickering light against the encroaching dusk. The forest was quiet now, the hum of the city’s bridge gone, the shadow’s scream—my scream—fading into memory, but the mark on my chest pulsed, a relentless tie to her, to the flame, to the Veil’s trembling heart. The dagger in my hand felt heavier, its symbols faintly glowing, syncing with the shard in Lyra’s grip—the other me, the spark, her blue eyes wide with the same exhaustion and fear I felt. The bond with Lucian burned—his steady resolve, my unraveling certainty, our shared fight—but it couldn’t silence the flame’s words: lock, spark, flame, the Veil’s trinity, to choose. A choice I didn’t understand, but one that held the world’s fate.Lucian led, his blade sheathed but his hand close, blood crusted on his arm, his silver eyes scanning the compound’s gates for threats. “We’re here,” he said, his voice rough, a mix of relief and tension. “The
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The forest’s edge was a jagged line between us and the pack’s compound, its smoke curling into a sky bruised with fading violet, the last trace of the fracture’s glow. The mark on my chest pulsed, a steady ache tying me to her—my shadow—and now to the other me, the spark, standing beside me, her blue eyes mirroring my exhaustion, her shard glowing faintly in her trembling hand. The dagger at my hip was warm, its symbols dim but alive, a quiet reminder of the power we’d wielded—and the cost. The bond with Lucian thrummed—his fierce heartbeat, my fraying resolve, our shared determination—but it couldn’t silence the Architect’s voice, "bring them to me", or her laugh, "you’re mine", still echoing in my bones. We’d pushed them back, but the war was closing in, and we were running out of time.Lucian’s hand rested on my arm, his silver eyes scanning the trees, blood crusted on his face, his wounds raw but ignored. “We’re almost there,” he said, his voice low, rough from the fight. “The pac
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The forest stood frozen in the aftermath, the glowing runes on the ground now ash, their light snuffed out like a dying star. The gate was gone, its collapse leaving only a faint hum in the air, a ghostly echo of the city beyond the Veil. My chest heaved, the mark pulsing with a dull, insistent ache, tying me to her—my shadow—and now to her, the other me, the spark they’d hidden, standing before me with my face, my voice, but blue eyes brimming with fear and a shard glowing in her trembling hands. The dagger in my grip felt heavier, its symbols flickering, as if unsure of the new presence—her shard, my dagger, two pieces of the same fractured whole. The bond with Lucian thrummed—his fierce resolve, my spiraling shock, our shared need to survive—but it couldn’t quiet the truth screaming in my mind: I was not one, but many, split by a ritual, bound to the Veil, and now reunited in a war I barely understood.Lucian’s blade stayed raised, his body a shield between me and her—the other me—
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The valley’s silence was a lie, a thin veneer over the trembling pulse of the Veil, still fragile after the core’s destruction. The mark on my chest throbbed, a faint but persistent echo of her—my shadow, my twin—weakened but not defeated, her presence a cold whisper in my blood. The dagger hung at my hip, its symbols dark, its hum silenced, but I felt its weight like a promise of battles yet to come. The bond with Lucian burned—his heartbeat a steady drum, my resolve a flickering flame, our shared defiance a shield against the truths I’d uncovered in the Between: I wasn’t just pack, wasn’t just Angel. I was the Veil’s lock, its key, forged in a ritual I didn’t remember, tied to a city that called me home.We trudged through the muddy pass, the storm’s remnants dripping from jagged cliffs, the air heavy with the scent of wet stone and something sharper, metallic, like blood. Lucian walked beside me, his blade sheathed but his hand hovering near it, blood crusted on his arm, his silve
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The tower’s core pulsed like a dying star, its crystal heart casting jagged beams of light across the chamber, each one splintering into visions—her face, my face, the city, the Veil, worlds colliding. The mark on my chest burned, a searing tether to her, my shadow, my twin, whose presence filled the air, not as a body but as a force—her laugh in the walls, her eyes in the crystal, her voice a song that clawed at my soul. The dagger in my hand hummed, its symbols blazing, but its light felt fragile against the core’s radiance, like a candle in a storm. The bond with Lucian was a faint thread, stretched across worlds, his voice—*Angel, fight!*—a whisper I clung to, the only thing keeping me from drowning in her.The chamber was vast, its walls not stone but liquid crystal, flowing, shifting, etched with runes that moved like living things. The floor was glass, reflecting not me but her, her black eyes staring up, her smile taunting. The doors had sealed behind me, trapping me in this h
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The bridge swayed under our feet, a fragile thread of light stretching across the chaotic void, where stars bled into shadows and the Veil pulsed like a wounded heart. The city’s black spire loomed behind us, its crystal facets drinking in the light, while ahead, she stood on the platform—my shadow, my twin, her smile a cruel mirror of mine. The cloaked figures flanked her, their faces *mine*, their black eyes gleaming, their chants a low, bone-deep hum that synced with the mark on my chest. The dagger in my hand burned, its symbols flaring, and the bond with Lucian roared—his strength, my defiance, our desperate need to end this—but the city itself seemed to tighten around us, its air thick with her power.Lucian gripped his blade, his body a shield between me and her, blood dripping from his untended wounds. “Stay behind me,” he said, his voice low, taut with fury.“No,” I said, stepping beside him, the dagger’s light cutting through the void’s gloom. “This is mine to finish.”Killi
