LOGINGILDEON
Lexi was pregnant.
The revelation hit him like a gut punch. His first thought was that he might be the father, but that was about as likely as the sun freezing over. Lexi must’ve been with someone else—that was the only explanation that made a fucking sense.
“I’m going with her to the hospital,” Arah said, avoiding his gaze. “I had to move her out of the way earlier. I just want to make sure her baby’s okay.”
He felt the urge to reach out, to touch her face, but she clearly didn’t want that. Was she thinking the baby was his? He wanted to confront her about it, but he didn’t even know what Lexi had told her exactly.
Either way, now wasn’t the time. The paramedics were closing in, and he had to get Ghulik out of there.
“I’ll pick you up at the hospital later,” he told Arah as he lifted Ghulik into his arms.
She didn’t say a word, nor did she spare him another glance.
He decided to let her be. They could
ARAHShe held her breath as Gildeon’s face darkened, his hard expression sending her pulse into a sprint.Then came his voice laced with heat. “No.”Her brows pulled together. “What do you mean, no?”Feviel stepped in. “It’s her choice to come with me. You can’t stop that.”“Try me,” Gildeon growled low. One of his hands morphed, scales creeping up his forearm, claws igniting with fire.“Gildeon, stop it!” Arah snapped.He threw her a sharp look. “You think after what happened today, I’ll let you out of my sight?”Her words caught in her throat.“Hate me all you want,” he said, “but you’re staying here. Whether you like it or not.”Arah felt his anger, and she found herself unable to oppose him. Then she saw Feviel tense beside her, ready to argue, but she reached out and gently grabbed his arm, stopping him.Gildeon’s glare snapped to her hand. She felt heat lick her skin. She yanked it back instinctively, the spot stinging.“It’s okay, Feviel,” she said quietly. “You can leave me he
GILDEONHe couldn’t shake the suspicion gnawing at him about the sylph Arah had called Feviel.Gildeon knew he was hiding something. But what unsettled him most was whatever the sylph had done to make the hunter release them. It didn’t make sense.As far as Gildeon understood, hunters never abandoned a mission—not unless directly ordered by the Shining Keeper.What the fuck was that sigil? Everything had happened so fast, he hadn’t gotten a clear look. Just a flash of blue, ancient symbols, and suddenly... silence.Yadira’s voice broke through his thoughts. “I don’t understand why you ordered us to leave, Captain,” she said. “We could’ve demanded answers from him right then.”He barely looked at her. “Arah needs time with that sylph alone,” he said, voice distant, his mind still tangled with thoughts of the hunter.Yadira muttered behind him. “I don’t understand why you’re doing that sylph’s bidding. Tell us she doesn
ARAHShe caught Feviel casting discreet glances toward Gildeon before finally speaking.“I can’t say certain things,” he said, “in the presence of the salamanders.”“You bastard,” Yadira snapped. “You swore you would tell us once Arah was safe.” She gritted her teeth. “I knew you sylphs couldn’t be trusted.”Arah blinked, mildly stung by the remark. But she let it pass. Yadira had every reason to be cautious of their kind. Still, it hurt a little to hear it said out loud.“Yadira,” Gildeon called his lieutenant to heel. Then he turned to Arah, his eyes softening slightly as they met hers—a silent question in his gaze, asking what she wanted to do.“I want to talk to Feviel alone,” she said.He narrowed his eyes, and for a second she thought he would insist on staying. But something else seemed to have bothered him.“Feviel?” he murmured, turning his attention to the other sylph. “So you do know him.”
ARAHShe had no idea what had just happened.One moment, she’d been chained to a chair in that disorienting, color-smeared room, waiting for the hunter to return. The next thing she knew, she was standing in the middle of her bedroom.The swirling colors were gone. There was no more cosmic pressure. No suffocating energy.Her wary eyes swept the room. Everything looked real, not a fabricated illusion. She reached out, touched the edge of her bed, then her vanity.Solid. Tangible. This really was her room.The door flew open behind her.She spun, ready to defend herself—only to find Feviel rushing in. There was worry written across his face. Genuine worry. It startled her more than the sudden change in scenery. She had never seen that look on him in the fragments of memory she’d recovered from her past.But then she thought, maybe this was what Earthland did to a sylph.“Are you hurt?” he asked, his gaze
GILDEONHis jaw clenched. “Where is she?”The hunter turned slightly, angling his head toward the room behind him. “Inside the Hall of Reckoning,” he said, “where she awaits my judgment.”“You don’t want to do that,” the sylph chimed in, stepping forward.The hunter scoffed, but his gaze narrowed at the sylph. Gildeon couldn’t tell if it was curiosity or amusement. “Do not think I’ve forgotten about you, sylph. You shall be judged too, for deserting Shamibar.”The sylph stayed silent.Gildeon glanced at him, a question lingering. Had he really abandoned his post? There was no time to wonder. Not now.If Arah was inside that room, he had to move fast.He began channeling energy from his core, power humming beneath his hide. Flames curled at the edges of his claws.He shifted forward, ready to lunge. But the hunter’s gaze snapped back to him, and the house groaned beneath them.The pressure hit like
ARAHThe way the hunter said those last words sent a cold ripple down her spine.This wasn’t like the others—those who fought her to claim her power, or simply saw her as an enemy to eliminate.The hunter wanted her judged. Condemned. Erased. And somehow, that felt worse. Like she was already doomed before she’d even been given a chance.She’d heard about how hunters were terrifying, but she’d probably still underestimated them. Her heart was pounding so violently, she knew he could hear every frantic beat. She felt small before him.How was she getting out of this? Where was Feviel?She hoped he was still alive, that he hadn’t been harmed in any way.Her eyes slipped shut, and Gildeon’s face flashed in her mind. The truth she had just learned about him still burned. But a quiet part of her wondered if he would come for her if he knew she’d been taken.A bitter thought twisted in her chest. If he were to save her, maybe it was only to protect what he needed from her.She clenched her







