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Chapter Twelve:Return To San Diego
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Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Fifteen: The Aria Of Blood
The haunted opera house loomed like a memory too long suppressed, its bone-white facade cracked and swallowed by ivy, with stained glass windows that once refracted color now dulled by soot and age. Inside, the air was dense with the scent of mildew and broken echoes. Evangeline crossed the threshold last, her footsteps uncertain, her fingers twitching slightly at her sides. She’d told herself she could stomach anything after the In-Between - monsters, magic, gods, but murder scenes was another thing entirely.They moved in silence through the gilded corridors, led by Selene, whose black boots whispered over dusty red carpet. Lucien flanked the left, claws not drawn but itching beneath the surface. Xander kept behind Evangeline, eyes scanning every shadow, every cracked statue that lined the marble alcoves. Cassius walked ahead, blade sheathed but hands loose, like a predator in perfect control.“This place was warded,” Selene said, eyes flicking to the vaulted ceiling, where faded
Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Fourteen:The Second Note
Evangeline’s hand hovered over the strange flute in Cassius' hand as though it might vanish beneath her fingers. It was bone-white and veined with silver, the instrument looked older than memory itself. It pulsed faintly in her grasp, as if it breathed — not air, but echoes. The riddle carved along its spine shimmered in the dying light:“Play the note the wind forgot.Breathe not with lungs, but memory.”She felt the others closing in behind her, the silence thick with anticipation. Cassius stood tensely, arms crossed, gaze wary. Selene’s hand was already near her dagger again. Even Xander, who rarely showed emotion, seemed to watch her with something bordering on apprehension.“I don’t know what it means,” Evangeline admitted, swallowing thickly. “But… I think I’ve played it before. Not with this—” she glanced at the flute, “—but in my dreams.”“Don’t play unless you must." Cassius’s brow furrowed. "Hollow instruments are keys, but also traps. Every note invites something ancient.
Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Thirteen: Blood Echoes
Hallowmere was not a place; it was a memory rotting in real time, so the lycans teleported her there.The city welcomed them with a hush that felt alive, pressing against their skin like damp gauze soaked in old blood. Shattered stained glass littered the gutters like the remnants of a forgotten cathedral, while skeletal buildings loomed on either side of the street, leaning inward as though eager to hear secrets never meant to be spoken aloud. No birds flew overhead. Even the wind dared not howl.Evangeline followed closely behind Selene and Cassius, trying not to breathe too deeply. The air was thick with something more than dust - it was history, grief, and blood, all fermenting in a place that time had abandoned but memory had not.“This city wasn’t just destroyed,” she murmured, glancing around. “It was left to rot… deliberately.”Cassius gave her a grim nod without slowing his pace. “Hallowmere was a stronghold of the Old Courts before the last collapse. But when the Hollow Cou
Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Twelve:Return To San Diego
Evangeline woke to the sound of dripping water - not the eerie static of the In-Between, not the rumble of stormlight skies or the singing pulse of runes, but water. Her eyes fluttered open to a ceiling cracked with age and spotted with mildew. Faint fluorescent light blinked overhead, flickering like a dying star, casting pale ghosts against walls peeling with time and decay. She was lying on a rusted gurney wrapped in scratchy wool blankets, and the air smelled like old antiseptic, blood, and something worse - rot laced with memories.The In-Between was gone.She blinked again, slower this time. Her body ached in strange, foreign places - not like trauma from an accident, but as if her molecules had been rearranged, as though she had been folded into origami and forced back into human skin. Her voice rasped, dry and foreign even to herself. “Where… are we?”From the shadows, Lucien’s voice emerged, low and dry. “San Diego... what’s left of this hospital.”Turning her head took ef
Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Eleven:The Hollow Song Awakens
It wasn’t a dream.Evangeline knew that now, as she sat in the mirror-bright silence of the In-Between - a liminal realm of shifting shadows and glowing runes, where time moved sideways and gravity sighed like a breath held too long. The truth buzzed through her bones like a memory too ancient to name, even as her mind scrambled to rationalize the impossible.She was awake, alive... and no longer alone.Cassius, Lucien, Selene, and Xander stood near the edge of a massive rune-inscribed platform, each of them bearing the silence like armor. The runes beneath their feet pulsed with an eerie luminescence, like a heartbeat echoing from some long-forgotten titan slumbering beneath the stone. Above them, the chamber had no ceiling, only a yawning sky of obsidian smeared with veins of gold lightning, each flash alive and restless, carving jagged paths across the dark.Evangeline remained seated where Xander had placed her, wrapped in a long fur cloak that smelled of cedar and cold. Her wou
Lupus Noctrine: Symphony Of The Cursed Lycan Quadruplets Chapter Ten:The Vow Of Fire And Ash
The halls of the Supernatural Enforcement Bureau trembled beneath Elias Vaughn’s boots.He was a storm given human form - or at least what passed for human these days. His long black overcoat flared with each step like a battle banner in the wind, and overhead, the fluorescent lights flickered violently, as though the building itself feared him. Every creature in his path - vampires, witches, seers, fae, even the humans in crisp bureaucratic uniforms - stepped aside without hesitation. A serpent-shifter practically leapt to the wall, eyes wide in horror, but no one dared meet his gaze.His jaw was clenched so tightly that a thick vein throbbed visibly along his temple. Crimson sparks crackled around his right hand, restrained power simmering just beneath the skin, waiting - begging - for an excuse to be unleashed.The double doors of his office shattered open with a boom that echoed down the corridor like the toll of judgment.“Do you call that an ambush?” he roared, his voice a roa
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