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Chapter Sixty-Seven

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-26 11:38:28

Garrick was on the threshold of sleep—hovering between shallow awareness and the slow descent into dreams.

And Kaelani… was drifting straight toward him.

She stepped into Garrick’s dream.

The transition was seamless—a slow bleed from the dark veil of thought into something heavier, thicker. She expected resistance, some kind of barrier. But his mind opened like a cracked door, already weakened from neglect.

And inside… was misery.

The dream formed around her in muted grays and decaying light. C
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  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Seventy-Three

    Night had swallowed the desert, but the heat hadn’t loosened its grip.It clung to Julian’s skin like a second hide—heavy, suffocating. Every breath scraped his throat raw, lungs burning as if they’d forgotten how to draw air properly. His tongue felt swollen, useless. Dry enough that swallowing hurt.His legs moved on instinct alone.One foot. Then the other.Boots dragged through sand that no longer shifted—it crunched beneath them now, hard and unyielding. Muscles screamed with every step, calves locking, thighs trembling. His shoulders ached from the weight of his pack, straps biting into skin already rubbed raw.They were running on nothing.The last of the water had been gone for hours.Jace stumbled beside him, posture slumped, breaths shallow and uneven. His face was pale beneath the grime, lips cracked and bleeding, eyes glassy with exhaustion.Julian didn’t remember when they’d stopped talking.Talking cost too much.The desert stretched endlessly ahead—dark, merciless, star

  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Seventy-Two

    Kaelani stood alone near the edge of the glade, shadows weaving around her feet like they sensed the shift inside her. The dream—if that’s what it was—still clung to her skin. Her breath felt heavier. Her heartbeat… slower, then quicker, then unsure altogether.The wine was still warm in her blood, but that hadn’t been some drunken vision. She’d been there. She had felt his presence.Footsteps broke the silence.She turned quickly, fingers tightening on the goblet—then relaxed at the sight of Draevyn emerging from the thicket, moonlight etching his profile in silver.“I was wondering where you ran off to,” he said, voice low, casual—but there was a flicker of something more curious beneath the surface.His gaze swept the secluded alcove, then settled on her face. Whatever lightness had touched his tone faded slightly when he saw the unsettled look in her eyes.“Is everything alright?”Kaelani hesitated.The dream-walk. The restaurant. Julian’s face. The way she’d felt the heat radiati

  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Seventy-One

    Julian sat across from Kaelani at a table dressed in dark linens and white fire orchids. He wore a tailored black suit, the lapels satin and sharp, his shirt collar open just enough to reveal the curve of his throat. A deep oxblood tie hung loose around his neck, like he had just arrived or was trying to breathe.His hair was swept back, like he’d run his fingers through it too many times. His eyes were locked on her as if he’d seen a ghost.He leaned forward slowly, the silverware trembling beneath his hand.“Kaelani?”His voice broke the hush like a spell cracking wide.And she just… stared.Kaelani blinked slowly, her senses catching up with the illusion—or dream.She looked around, surprised by how effortlessly her mind had crossed into his. No push, no pull. No resistance. Just… there.Across from her, Julian leaned in. His hand lifted slightly across the table, like he meant to reach for hers—but it faltered, falling short. His fingers hovered midair before curling into a loose

  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Seventy

    Draevyn approached her slowly, the crowd parting without a word—like even they sensed something sacred in his stride.His gaze never left her.Not for a second.It pierced through every wall she’d built, seeping into the faintest fractures she hadn’t meant to form.Kaelani held her ground… until she couldn’t. Her eyes dropped—just for a moment—as if shielding herself from a feeling she couldn’t explain.Her wolf stirred.“Not ours.”The voice was dry. Irritated.Kaelani clenched her jaw and lifted her gaze again—just as Draevyn came to a stop before her.“I’m glad you came,” he said, his voice a velvet hush beneath the music and firelight.She shifted her weight, trying for nonchalance. “Thank you for the dress,” she said softly. “It’s… beautiful.”A faint smile curved his mouth. Not smug. Not charming.Worshipful.“Not nearly as beautiful,” he murmured, “as the fire you don’t yet know you carry.”Something fluttered violently in her chest.Her wolf snarled in aversion.Draevyn extend

  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Sixty-Nine

    The wind was a scream in her ears.Kaelani plummeted through open sky, limbs flailing, the world a blur of blue and white and the dizzying sprawl of Rio spinning beneath her.I’m going to die.The thought struck with chilling clarity, slicing through the panic like lightning. Her heart pounded. Her breath caught somewhere between her lungs and throat. Her mind reeled. There was no plan, no magic, no lifeline—This is it.This is the end.Her life flashed before her eyes—the good, the bad, the ugly. Moments she’d cherished. Ones she’d buried. Faces she missed.And everything she’d never had—falling in love, being the home someone ran to, being the ache in someone’s chest beneath a thousand stars.And amidst it all, her wolf surged.She was right there, just below the surface—clawing, snarling, refusing to accept defeat.Something else rose up too.A voice—No.Not like this.Not today.The panic didn’t vanish—it focused. Hardened into something sharp.Kaelani shut her eyes against the

  • Let Them Kneel   Chapter Sixty-Eight

    Kaelani turned sharply, her violet eyes still glowing faintly.“What the hell was that?”Her voice cracked through the silence, sharp and thunderous in its wake. The chamber pulsed with residual energy as she strode toward the Fae women, her presence no longer questioning—commanding.Three of them visibly flinched. Their confidence dissolved under her glare, and in an instant, they dropped to their knees. Heads bowed. Shoulders trembling. Fear flickered in their eyes like they’d just knelt before a goddess they hadn’t realized was real until now.But one remained standing.She didn’t move. Didn’t kneel. Didn’t even blink.Instead, she looked down at the others with subtle disdain, then lifted her chin and met Kaelani’s gaze head-on.“We were only following your lead.”The words weren’t spoken with malice, but there was challenge in them. A refusal to cower.Kaelani stopped just short of her, jaw tense.“My lead?” she repeated, voice low but scathing. “You nearly killed a man… in his s

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