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CHAPTER 59

Penulis: Nathaniel Korbi
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The howl still hung in the night when the mist moved. It didn’t roll or drift—it surged, spilling over the rocks like a living tide. Wolves leapt forward, snarling, their bodies forming a barrier around the fire. The bond flared hot in Ava’s chest, threads straining as panic rippled through them.

Then came the red eyes.

They blinked into existence at the edge of the fog, one pair, then two, then a dozen. Shadows shifted, stretching into forms that looked like wolves but weren’t—misshapen, too long in the limb, their movements jerky, unnatural. The Exile wasn’t alone. It had brought echoes with it.

Mara cursed and loosed an arrow. The shaft flew true, striking one of the shadow-wolves in the skull. The creature collapsed into smoke, but two more rose in its place.

“They’re not real!” Caleb shouted, swinging his spear through another that dissolved on impact. “They’re fragments!”

Ava’s pulse pounded. Fragments or not, they pressed closer, their snapping jaws and shrieking howls clawing
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  • MOON OF ASHES   CHAPTER 61

    The cavern no longer roared. No shadows stirred, no tremor shook the stone. Only the slow, rhythmic pulse of the silver veins remained, like a giant heart gradually returning to rest.Ava lay on her back, staring at the ceiling streaked with fading light. Every muscle throbbed, her chest rising in shallow, uneven breaths. Her skin still glowed faintly, cracks of silver spiderwebbing her arms and fading with each heartbeat.She was alive. Barely.The wolves pressed around her, their warmth seeping into her bones. She could feel them in the bond—calmer now, steadier, no longer twisted by the Exile’s chains. The hum was softer, clearer, like a song played in tune for the first time.Silas sank down beside her. He was bleeding from his temple, his sword broken at the hilt, but his gaze never left her. “Breathe,” he whispered. “Just keep breathing.”“I am,” she rasped, her lips curling into the ghost of a smile.Mara stumbled closer, clutching an empty quiver. Her eyes were wide, dazed, as

  • MOON OF ASHES   CHAPTER 60

    The dagger burned like it was alive, searing Ava’s palm, yet she didn’t let go. The silver heart beneath her hand thrummed in answer, each pulse stronger than the last. The veins along the cavern walls blazed like molten rivers, flooding the chamber with brilliance so intense the shadows seemed to wither just from its touch.The Exile roared. Its body, vast and formless, lashed against the surge of light. Claws gouged trenches into the rock, red eyes glaring with raw hate. But it was more than hate. Ava felt its hunger, its terror, as if the very core of its being knew this place could unmake it.“Hold it back!” Ava screamed, her voice drowned by the silver’s song.The wolves obeyed instantly, their forms shimmering in the glow. They leapt, snarled, snapped, their bodies glowing faintly as the silver ran through their veins. They weren’t just fighting—they were conduits, each strike echoing with power drawn from the heart itself.Silas planted his feet, blade held two-handed. He swung

  • MOON OF ASHES   CHAPTER 59

    The howl still hung in the night when the mist moved. It didn’t roll or drift—it surged, spilling over the rocks like a living tide. Wolves leapt forward, snarling, their bodies forming a barrier around the fire. The bond flared hot in Ava’s chest, threads straining as panic rippled through them.Then came the red eyes.They blinked into existence at the edge of the fog, one pair, then two, then a dozen. Shadows shifted, stretching into forms that looked like wolves but weren’t—misshapen, too long in the limb, their movements jerky, unnatural. The Exile wasn’t alone. It had brought echoes with it.Mara cursed and loosed an arrow. The shaft flew true, striking one of the shadow-wolves in the skull. The creature collapsed into smoke, but two more rose in its place.“They’re not real!” Caleb shouted, swinging his spear through another that dissolved on impact. “They’re fragments!”Ava’s pulse pounded. Fragments or not, they pressed closer, their snapping jaws and shrieking howls clawing

  • MOON OF ASHES   CHAPTER 58

    The fire had burned low, its flames shrinking to glowing embers that pulsed like a heartbeat in the dark. The clearing smelled of smoke, blood, and the cold dampness of the retreating mist. No one spoke at first. They were all listening—to the silence, to the echo of the Exile’s scream still lingering in their bones.Ava sat with the dagger across her knees, the runes dim now but warm to the touch, as if it remembered what had just happened. She could feel every wolf through the bond, dozens of hearts beating, breaths shallow but steady. Yet their threads felt different—stretched taut, brittle, as though the Exile’s touch had frayed something fundamental.Her chest hurt where the pain of those torn threads still lingered.Mara broke the silence. Her voice was rough, low, like she had swallowed gravel. “It wasn’t fighting to kill. It was fighting to take.”Ava looked up, startled. “Take what?”“The bond itself.” Mara’s eyes were rimmed red from smoke and fear, but they were steady. “It

  • MOON OF ASHES   CHAPTER 57

    The word caught in Ava’s throat, suspended between terror and certainty. Her hand shook on the dagger, the runes spilling light across her arm like veins of fire. Every instinct screamed to thrust the blade into the soil, to end the weight pressing on her chest. But the bond whispered louder—of threads, of roots, of the child-wolf at her side.Her voice steadied. “I choose to bind.”The word rang through the clearing as if the valley itself had heard. The First Wolf’s eyes narrowed, ancient and unreadable, and then it lowered its head to the earth in assent.The dagger erupted with light. A shockwave rippled outward, scattering the mist and making the trees shudder as though struck by a storm. Ava gasped as the power surged through her, threads lashing out into every wolf in the circle, every bond in reach. She was no longer standing in the clearing—she was running with them, her lungs burning, her paws tearing the soil, her throat lifting in a howl that wasn’t hers alone.The connect

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