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Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty-Five
The cold was relentless.Not the kind that nipped at skin and faded with motion—this was the kind that clung, that crept past fur and flesh, embedding itself in the marrow. For days now, Julian and Jace had trekked through a landscape stitched from ice and silence, where wind howled like a starving predator and the sky stayed the color of old bones.Slopes iced over with jagged frost. No roads. No signs of life. Just endless white, broken only by the brittle silhouettes of black trees—dead, clawed things that watched them pass.The wind hadn’t let up in hours. Snowdrifts waist-deep. It slashed sideways through the jagged mountain corridor, seeping through layers of insulated gear, numbing even the primal warmth their Lycan blood offered.They felt it in their fingers, stiff even beneath gloves. In their bones.Even Lycans had limits.And here—in this forgotten, frozen corner of the mortal world—they were walking right up against them.Their boots cracked through crusted snow with each
Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty-Four
Draevyn’s eyes opened—glowing like liquid gold.“Looks like we’re not so different after all.”His gaze dropped to the blood-stained patch of earth right next to them where the vine had struck him. His voice stayed low, with her alone.“I didn’t come from royalty, Kaelani. Not even nobility. Nor commoners.”He turned slightly, his profile sharp against the shifting shadows.“My family were peasants. The kind the court didn’t even bother naming in census scrolls.”His tone was dry, but there was no shame in it. Only truth.“My mother was a seamstress,” he said. “Spent her days mending other people’s clothes until her fingers bled.”Something unreadable passed through his eyes.“And my father…” His stance shifted. “A quarry laborer—broke stone with his bare hands. No magic, no glamour, just a life that ended before I even remembered the sound of his voice.”Draevyn’s voice was quiet, but not distant. If anything, it felt closer now—threaded with something raw beneath the calm.“I decide
Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty-Three
The forest was alive with pursuit.Unseelie warriors tore through the dark underbrush, their sleek armor whispering against thorn-laced branches. Gold shimmered at the heads of their spears—pulsing, humming, and alive with charged magic meant to paralyze on contact.Kaelani moved like smoke between trees—silent, swift, focused. The forest bent around her, shadows thickening in her wake, the moonless sky above barely visible through a web of skeletal limbs.She could feel them gaining.The ground vibrated with their pace, heavy boots striking moss and root. Above it all, the shrill whir of enchanted spears sliced through the cold air—piercing, precise.The first warrior burst through the brush—only to halt mid-stride. His gaze darted, searching—Too late.The shadows behind him pulsed. A tendril whipped out—slick, fast—coiling around his leg and yanking him backward into the dark. His scream cut off with a dull thud.Another leapt from the trees. Kaelani raised her hand—and this time,
Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty-Two
The black sedan moved like a shadow along the winding road, sleek and silent beneath the early afternoon sun. It was just past one—bright, cloudless, and far too open for the passengers it carried.Inside, the back seat was cloaked in artificial darkness. A privacy divider separated them from the driver’s area, its matte surface swallowing any stray illumination. The only sounds were the hum of the engine and the soft creak of leather as someone shifted their weight.Julian sat stiffly, fingers drumming once against his knee before stilling. Across from him, Lazarus and Sebastian were nearly unrecognizable.They were covered head to toe in ultraviolet-blocking suits—sleek and black with an almost tactical sheen. These weren’t your average UV suits. They were made from photosensitive carbon-silicate mesh—prototype tech Lazarus had bankrolled through a shell biotech company in Geneva.Their gloves were lab-sealed in nitrogen to prevent light seepage, and their faces were concealed benea
Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty-One
The horizon burned with pale orange light, streaking across the sky like the soft embers of a dying fire. Julian stood near the window, arms folded loosely, eyes fixed on the sunrise as though it might offer clarity. His jaw was tense, unmoving. The shadows clung to him like a second skin, untouched by the warming hues beyond the glass.Behind him, the door creaked open with barely a whisper.“Shouldn’t you be getting some sleep?” Jace’s voice broke the silence — quiet, dry, familiar. “Pretty sure that’s what Lazarus suggested. Something about ‘resting before the long, suicidal trek.’”Julian didn’t move. “I’m not tired.”Jace stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him. “Fair enough. I figured you’d be brooding by a window somewhere.”A long pause stretched between them before Julian added, without turning, “Shouldn’t you be with your mate?”Jace exhaled, running a hand through his hair as he leaned against a nearby column. “We talked for a while,” he said. “Got a lot out in th
Let Them Kneel Chapter Sixty
Kaelani woke with a gasp, the dream clinging to her like fog—his scent still lingering, pain hollowing her chest. For a moment, she didn’t move. Her hands gripped the sheets, her throat tight with the words she hadn’t spoken.Her lashes fluttered. A tear slipped down her temple, soaking into the pillow.She sat up slowly, as if the weight of it all might pin her down again. Her hands moved to her face—brushing away the wetness, steadying herself with a deep, shaky breath.But the ache didn’t fade. It thickened.She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood, the night air cool against her bare skin. Her robe hung across the chaise like a ghost of calm. She yanked it on and crossed the chamber in silence.The hallway beyond was dim, lit only by flickering sconces that cast long shadows across the walls.She paused in the doorway, then called out softly—barely above a whisper.“Draevyn?”Nothing.She tried again—louder this time, her voice edged with frustration.“Draevyn.”Still
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