LOGIN~Lysander~Zane was checking my temperature.Again.For the third time today.I slapped his hand away. "I don't have a fever."
~Valeria~My father walked into the kitchen holding a book that looked older than the house.Not a good sign.Books that old usually meant bad news or complicated magic or both."We need to talk about the ring," he said, setting it
~Valeria~"Excuse me?" Alerion turned slowly to face him."I said security should've been better. How did three men get into the house without anyone noticing?""I had guards posted.""Clearly not enough guards."
~Valeria~The window was open.The curtain billowing in a breeze that shouldn't exist because I knew for a fact I'd closed and locked that window before bed.I stared at it from my bed, my heart already starting to pound.Someone h
~Valeria~This stupid box was staring at me.Okay, boxes don’t stare, but this one was giving straight-up judgmental vibes. Just sitting on my desk where my dad dumped it three days ago with the most useless line ever: “Open this when you’re ready.” Ready for what? Ready to have my whole life flipped upside down? Ready to cry? Ready to scream? What kind of vague-ass nonsense is that?
~Alerion~Caius leaned back, studying me with that look that saw too much. “You’re scared shitless.”“I’m not.”“You are. I see it. You’re terrified that once she gets real power, real options, she’ll realize she doesn’t need you. Doesn’t need any of us. Admit it, bro.”
~Valeria~
~Valeria~
~Valeria~
~Valeria~







