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Author: Quinn Ryts
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I gasped, my eyes flying open. I was back in the mountain chamber, sprawled on the cold stone floor. Darius was kneeling beside me, his hands gripping my shoulders, his face pale. “You okay?” he demanded, his voice rough.

I nodded, my throat tight, still reeling from the vision. The warriors stood in a loose circle around us, their eyes scanning the shadows, but they stayed silent, their presence steady and watchful.

“I saw him again,” I said, my voice shaky. “Hunter. And Michael. And… Seraphina.”

Darius’s brow furrowed. “Seraphina?

“yes,” I said, pushing myself to my feet. My legs wobbled, but Darius steadied me, his hand warm on my arm. “She said my powers were sealed. Something about hiding me from… Kasamaan.”

I rubbed my arms to chase away the chill. “Hunter looked so… broken. Like he was giving me up to protect me.”

Darius’s jaw tightened, and he glanced at the rune, still glowing faintly on the wall. “These visions,” he said, “they’re showing you something, but they’re not giv
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    “You’re in charge,” I said, my tone hard, leaving no room for doubt. “Round up the fallen—ours and theirs. Patch up the wounded. Keep this place locked tight.”Megan brushed her red hair back, her green eyes locking with mine. “We’ve got it under control, Darius. Go find her.”“Thanks,” I muttered, giving them a quick nod. There wasn’t time for more. I turned, letting my wolf take over, my body shifting in a rush of heat and power. Black fur rippled over me, claws sinking into the dirt as I bolted toward the trees, my group fanning out behind me.The forest swallowed us whole. Moonlight slipped through the branches, painting the ground in silver patches, but it wasn’t enough to shake the gloom. Shadows twisted everywhere, playing tricks on my eyes—every movement looked like Selene for a split second, then vanished. My ears twitched, catching the rustle of leaves, the snap of a twig, but nothing solid. My nose burned, sniffing for her scent—lavender and pine, that’s what she always sme

  • Marked By Fate   87

    I hissed, yanking back, my skin red and blistered. “Silver,” I muttered, my voice trembling, tears falling freely now. Rhea’s sobs grew louder, her small hands gripping the bars of her cage, her face crumpling. I wanted to tell her I’d come to save her, to promise I’d get us out, but the truth was bitter—I was a captive too, just as helpless, trapped by Kasamaan’s magic.I sank back to the floor, my head spinning, and tried to reach for Luna, my wolf, but she was silent, locked away behind a wall of magic. Nora, my fae side, was just as faint, her power a dim spark I couldn’t grasp. I reached for Darius through our bond, desperate for his strength, but the mindlink was dead, cut off without my wolf. Frustration burned in my chest, hot and sharp, mixing with anger as my mind replayed the argument I’d overheard. The sacrifice must be willing.Those words stuck, heavy with meaning. If Kasamaan needed me to agree, to offer myself, then I still had power. Was this what Seraphina meant when

  • Marked By Fate   86

    She was alive, but whatever hit her was strong, magical. I stumbled into our room, my heart in my throat. The window was shattered, glass scattered across the floor, claw marks scarring the frame. I didn’t think—I dove through, landing hard in the dirt below, my senses sharp despite the magic trying to fog my mind. Claw marks led from the house, faint but fresh, and I followed them, my wolf snarling, desperate to find her.The trail led to the tree line, then stopped, like whoever took her had vanished.I pushed through the bond, reaching for Selene, but it was silent, empty, like she’d been cut off. “Selene!” I roared, my voice echoing through the forest, my hands shaking as I searched the ground for any sign—a broken twig, a scent, anything. Nothing. The trail was dead, and so was my hope of finding her fast.I kept moving, running from one dead end to another, my chest heaving, my mind racing. The rogues at the border, their long pause, their sudden attack—it was all a distraction.

  • Marked By Fate   85

    Dianne, walking beside me, must have felt it too—her shoulders stiffened, her eyes darting to the shadows. “Move faster, Selene,” she whispered, her voice low and urgent. “We’re not alone, damn it.”My pulse spiked, and we quickened our steps, our boots echoing on the wooden floor as we headed for the stairs. The pack house was too quiet, the usual warmth of the kitchen and the warriors’ laughter gone, replaced by a heavy silence that pressed against my skin. Going to the safehouse now, with this feeling crawling up my spine, would only draw danger to the others—the young, the elders, everyone we were trying to protect. “Our room,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, glancing at Dianne. She nodded, her jaw tight, and we veered toward the staircase leading to Darius’s and my bedroom.Halfway down the top-floor hallway, a shadow moved—a blur of motion, like a breeze wrapped in a cloak, flashing past us in the dark.My breath caught, my eyes straining to make out the figure. It looke

  • Marked By Fate   84

    “Form up at the border! Move!”The warriors fanned out, their movements quick and practiced, while Darius led the way, his strides long and sure. I kept pace, my heart racing, Luna stirring inside me, eager for a fight. The border wasn’t far, just past the tree line, where the pack’s territory met the wild. As we ran, I could feel it—something dark, heavy, pressing against my senses. Kasamaan’s rogues, maybe, or something worse. The staff from the vision flashed in my mind, its power still a ghost in my hands, and I wondered if I’d need it soon.We reached the border, the forest opening to a clearing where the ground was torn up, claw marks fresh in the dirt. The warriors spread out, forming a line, their growls low, claws ready. Darius stood at the front, his eyes scanning the trees, his voice steady but deadly. “How many?” he asked the warrior who’d raised the alarm.“Dozens,” the warrior said, catching his breath. “Maybe more. They’re fast, organized. Not like regular rogues.”Darius

  • Marked By Fate   83

    I gasped, my eyes flying open. I was back in the mountain chamber, sprawled on the cold stone floor. Darius was kneeling beside me, his hands gripping my shoulders, his face pale. “You okay?” he demanded, his voice rough. I nodded, my throat tight, still reeling from the vision. The warriors stood in a loose circle around us, their eyes scanning the shadows, but they stayed silent, their presence steady and watchful.“I saw him again,” I said, my voice shaky. “Hunter. And Michael. And… Seraphina.”Darius’s brow furrowed. “Seraphina? “yes,” I said, pushing myself to my feet. My legs wobbled, but Darius steadied me, his hand warm on my arm. “She said my powers were sealed. Something about hiding me from… Kasamaan.”I rubbed my arms to chase away the chill. “Hunter looked so… broken. Like he was giving me up to protect me.”Darius’s jaw tightened, and he glanced at the rune, still glowing faintly on the wall. “These visions,” he said, “they’re showing you something, but they’re not giv

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