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Chapter 45

Penulis: Greenwood
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-31 22:34:59

POV: Keira

I couldn’t breathe.

Riven’s words kept replaying in my head like some cursed chant.

“Kai killed your brother.”

My ears rang. My chest tightened. The world around me blurred.

“No,” I whispered, rocking slowly where I sat, dirt and blood mixing beneath my knees. “No, no, no…”

Luka was brave. Warm. He used to carry me on his back and hum that silly wolf lullaby when I cried. He’d promised—he promised—to come back for me. I was twelve.

They told me he’d died in an ambush.

They told me it was quick.

They lied.

Tears streamed down my face, hot and endless. My fingers dug into my arms, nails piercing skin, just to feel something that wasn’t this suffocating heartbreak.

“You’re lying,” I said again, but my voice was a cracked whisper. Even I didn’t believe it anymore.

From the corner of the cave, Nylo flew forward in a sharp blur of gold.

“You sick, rotting seed of a broken wolf,” he growled, hovering inches from Riven’s face. “You enjoy her pain. You enjoy watching her crumble. Y
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