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CHAPTER 35 – FRACTURE (Part II)

작가: Calista Nyx
last update 게시일: 2026-09-07 06:15:00

The misinformation plan begins at once.

Morgan reroutes the compromised ward node into a contained sub-grid — an artificial pocket of magical fluctuation. Not dangerous. Not unstable.

Just convincing.

“Feed her gradual degradation markers,” I say. “Nothing dramatic. Something that looks like stress fractures.”

Morgan nods.

She begins typing command strings into the compound lattice system.

Outside the reinforced glass of the war room, the sky is deceptively calm.

Inside the compound, we stage w
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  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 60: The Line You Do Not Cross

    Ashcroft stops broadcasting.That’s how we know he’s done performing.No more ideological speeches.No more public awakenings.No more martyr framing.Just silence.The kind that follows humiliation.Morgan doesn’t like it.“He’s recalibrating,” she says quietly.“He’s cornered,” Kade replies.“Cornered wolves bite,” Thorne mutters.I don’t answer.Because something inside me is already tightening.Ashcroft is no longer trying to prove divine instability.He’s trying to prove inevitability.And when zealots fail publicly…They escalate privately.It happens at dawn.Not in Blackthorn.Not in the eastern territory.Not near Northfall.It happens in a small valley pack three territories south.A pack that declared neutrality.A pack that refused Covenant recruitment.A pack with only one divine-marked child.Eight years old.They don’t even feel the rupture coming.They feel the silence first.The baby inside me goes cold.Not unstable.Not flaring.Cold.Then—The lattice tears.Not ge

  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 59: The Surge

    It begins with a whisper.Not a tremor.Not a ritual.Not an enemy.Just a shift inside my body.I wake before dawn, breath catching sharply in my throat.The baby isn’t calm.She’s not distressed either.She’s… expanding.The silver hum beneath my ribs feels wider than my body can contain.“Kade,” I whisper.He’s awake instantly.“What is it?”“I don’t know.”That’s what terrifies me.Not knowing.By the time Morgan arrives, the air in the room has changed.The light feels brighter.The walls feel thinner.As if something inside me is pressing outward.Morgan places her hand over my abdomen.Her eyes widen.“It’s not instability.”“Then what?”“It’s acceleration.”Kade’s jaw tightens.“Define.”“She’s not destabilizing. She’s strengthening.”The baby kicks violently.Pain lances upward through my ribs.I gasp.Morgan steadies me.“She’s reacting to something external.”“What?” I choke out.Morgan’s monitors flicker.The global divine map spikes suddenly.One bright flare.Not north.

  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 58: The Offer

    Lilith doesn’t wait long.She doesn’t broadcast.She doesn’t hijack channels.She doesn’t appear in dream.She knocks.Three soft taps on the outer compound gate at twilight.No army.No camp.No ritual.Just her.Alone.Morgan freezes when the perimeter sensor reads her signature.“She’s not masking.”Kade is already moving.“I’m going.”“No,” I say.“I’m not letting you face her alone.”“You won’t.”I meet his eyes.“But she didn’t come to fight.”He studies me carefully.“You trust her?”“No.”“Then why—”“Because she’s not escalating.”Silence.“She’s recalibrating.”Morgan nods slowly.“She wants something.”Yes.And it isn’t blood.We meet her in the outer courtyard.Wards active.Guards positioned discreetly.Lilith stands in moonlight, silver hair catching the glow.She looks… tired.Not physically.Ideologically.“You expelled Ashcroft,” I say without preamble.“Yes.”“Publicly.”“Yes.”“You destabilized your own movement.”“It was necessary.”Silence stretches.“Why?” I ask.

  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 57: The Cost of Fire

    The first divine wolf dies at sunrise.He’s seventeen.From a small mountain pack three territories east.He tried to hold the surge alone.Morgan receives the field report in silence.“He didn’t rupture,” she says quietly.“How?” Kade asks.“Cardiac collapse.”The room goes cold.“Divine field overload,” Morgan continues. “He attempted amplification without stabilization.”“He went to Ashcroft’s camp?” I ask.“Yes.”Of course he did.Ashcroft isn’t recruiting through force.He’s recruiting through promise.Structure.Control.Power.And seventeen-year-olds desperate to understand what’s happening inside their bodies don’t choose moderation.They choose clarity.“He told them he could teach dominance,” Morgan says.“And instead?”“He pushed him.”I close my eyes.The baby reacts instantly.Pain flickers under my ribs.The global field tightens.That’s how it works now.When divine carriers destabilize—I feel it.Every fracture.Every collapse.Every flare.The lattice doesn’t just st

  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 56: The Vote of Removal

    The Council chamber is quieter than usual.That’s how I know it’s about to explode.Helena stands at the center of the raised dais, hands folded, posture unshakable. Marcus Thorne sits across from her, jaw tight, eyes calculating.Every Councilor is present.Every seat filled.No absences.No excuses.This is not routine governance.This is reckoning.Helena doesn’t waste time.“Councilor Marcus Thorne, you accessed Blackthorn Pack’s internal security routing under the guise of procedural transparency. That routing was transmitted, indirectly, to Ashcroft, who used it to attempt violent destabilization.”Marcus does not look surprised.He does not deny.He leans forward slightly.“I shared nothing directly with Ashcroft.”“You shared with a known intermediary who has documented communication ties to Ashcroft,” Helena replies evenly. “Intent is clear.”“My intent,” Marcus says calmly, “was to prevent greater instability.”“You aided a rogue extremist.”“I aided prevention of unchecked

  • Mark Me, Reject Me, Beg Me   CHAPTER 55: The Quiet Knife

    The victory doesn’t feel like one.The cathedral rescue stabilizes the public narrative, yes.But inside Blackthorn, something is wrong.The air feels brittle.Not tense.Not chaotic.Just… wrong.Morgan senses it first.“It’s not divine instability,” she says quietly in the war room.“Then what?” Kieran asks.“It’s structural.”My stomach tightens.We’ve been chasing external fracture.But structural means internal.Morgan pulls up internal communication logs again.“Two days before the cathedral event,” she says slowly, “someone rerouted our patrol response time.”Kade stiffens.“That’s impossible. We locked internal routing after the last breach.”“Not impossible,” Morgan replies.“Just patient.”The reroute shaved forty seconds off response time to the cathedral.Which means—Ashcroft knew exactly how long he had before we arrived.“He calculated intervention window,” Thorne says.“Yes.”“And someone inside gave him timing data.”Silence falls.The spy was never fully flushed.We

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