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2025-07-07 17:00:14*The Battlefield — Moments After the Lightstorm*
Smoke curled around the crater like mist. Ryder still knelt at the center, shielding Crystal’s limp form with his body. His hands trembled where they gripped her shoulders. She was warm, too warm like wildfire trapped in mortal skin. “Crystal,” he murmured, brushing hair from her face. Her lashes fluttered, silver light still flickering. Around them, the field was silent. Not dead. Not alive. Just still. Wolves and warriors who had survived the blast rose slowly to their feet, dazed. Some stared at the glowing imprint scorched into the earth. A perfect circle of silver flame, humming with energy. “She is breathing,” Ryder whispered, his voice hoarse. “Come back to me, little flame…” Crystal gasped
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Lycan's Mate Chapter 40
*Starblood Pack — Healer’s Wing, Hours After the Lightstorm*The halls were too quiet. Not the kind of quiet that brought peace, but the kind that followed ruin. Edwin stood by the open window, the wind brushing past his face. His fingers curled around the stone window, the surface still warm from its echo.He had not said much since Crystal collapsed. He had not needed to. His silence was not grief. He was calculating, watching and waiting.“She burned brighter than she should have,” he murmured, more to the wind than the young healer hovering nervously behind him.Sarah lingered near the doorway, arms crossed tightly. “What does that even mean?”Edwin’s staff tapped the stone floor once.“It means the seal I feared has cracked and something is out.”She stared at him, uncertain whether to press for more but he was already walking away, his long cloak swis
Lycan's Mate Chapter 39
*The Battlefield — Moments After the Lightstorm* Smoke curled around the crater like mist. Ryder still knelt at the center, shielding Crystal’s limp form with his body. His hands trembled where they gripped her shoulders. She was warm, too warm like wildfire trapped in mortal skin. “Crystal,” he murmured, brushing hair from her face. Her lashes fluttered, silver light still flickering. Around them, the field was silent. Not dead. Not alive. Just still. Wolves and warriors who had survived the blast rose slowly to their feet, dazed. Some stared at the glowing imprint scorched into the earth. A perfect circle of silver flame, humming with energy. “She is breathing,” Ryder whispered, his voice hoarse. “Come back to me, little flame…” Crystal gasped
Lycan's Mate Chapter 38
*Starblood pack — Eastern battlefield*The second wave had begun.The undead wolves returned, this time with larger beasts among them. Creatures with horns. Others fused with bone armor. Some had two heads. One dragged a chain of skulls behind it as it moved, its breath clouding like winter.But the pack was ready.Crystal led from the front, eyes glowing and her magic rippling. She carved paths of flame, her power no longer flickering but steady and rooted.She didn’t hesitate while moving. A blur of silver and flame. Each time her palms rose, fire came out to the air in arcs. Not wild, but precise, controlled.Beside her, Ryder fought like the storm itself.His claws slashed through one undead wolf after another, black blood staining the soil. His growls became commands. His fury was silent but brutal. Sharp, precise and relentless.Ato
Lycan's Mate Chapter 37
*Starblood pack — Outer Watchtowers, Midnight* The wind swept across the eastern cliffs, carrying with it chills. The full moon, peeked behind racing clouds, casting its silver light over the ridge below. Two guards stood on the highest stone watchtower. One was young, eyes darting nervously. The other, older and scarred, stood stiff and still, spear gripped tightly in calloused hands. Then, silence. No rustling leaves. No owls cry. No night insects in sight. “Do you feel something is wrong?” the younger asked, his voice barely a whisper. The elder didn't answer at first. Then he slowly nodded. “Too quiet.” Then a shape emerged from the shadows. Not running, not charging. Just walking like it had all the time in the world. A massive white-eyed wolf, covered in frost. Then another. And another. Soon, dozens emerged from the shadows, their hollow gazes locked onto the watchtower. The younger guard reached for the warning bell. Too late. A black arrow hissed through the ai
Lycan's Mate Chapter 36
*Star Blood Pack — The Luna’s Chambers* Crystal collapsed to her knees, her throat dry. The crimson moon hung low outside, its light stained the shattered garden with a dark omen. The once-vibrant moonflowers were now blackened husks. The wind whispered secrets she dared not understand, and the pendant’s faint flicker was something unnatural. Her trembling fingers reached for the velvet box, heart hammering wildly beneath her ribs. “The crown is your cage”. The voice echoed in her mind coldly and more calculating. The weight of the words were suffocating. Chills crawled through her veins, threatening to unravel her sanity. She barely noticed the soft knock on her chamber door. “Crystal?” The voice was steady and calm, a beacon cutting through the storm. She looked up to see Ryder slipping inside, his golden eyes immediately searching hers. He wore a heavy cloak, but his presence filled the room with warmth. “Are you okay,” he said quietly, closing the door behind him. “
Lycan's Mate Chapter 35
*Star Blood Pack — The Grand Hall* The great hall of the Star Blood Pack shone with golden torchlight and silver banners. Long tables stretched end to end, weighed down by platters of meat, honeyed breads, moonleaf wine and glowing fruit. It was a celebration. A feast of honor. The Luna had been claimed. Crystal entered at Ryder’s side, the new crescent-shaped mark on her neck glowing faintly against her skin. She wore a flowing silver gown, her hair was braided with starpetals. Around her, silence fell. Then came the bows. One by one, members of the Star Blood Pack and the invited outer clans dropped their heads, exposing their necks in respect. “She is truly the Flame,” someone whispered. “She carries the old light.” Crystal’s gaze swept the hall. Her father and mother sat near the high table, pride evident on their faces. Edwin’s chin was lifted but his hand rested lightly atop his staff, as if ever ready. Sarah gave Crystal a quiet nod of love. Ethan leaned forwar
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