MasukDARIUSThe stone was cold under my back. It always was. This deep. This far from the sun. The cave didn’t care that tomorrow was the day. It didn’t care that in less than twenty-four hours the moon would go red and I would carve the power out of the omega’s veins and pour it into mine. It was just stone. Old. Hungry. But I cared. god, I could feel it. In my bones. In my blood. In the place where Elara used to sit before I killed her and took her name out of my mouth. The anticipation was a fever. It made my teeth ache. It made my hands shake. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I stop being Darius Vale, the broken brother, the shadow, the second son. Tomorrow I become what I was always meant to be. A god. The sound of footsteps pulled me out of it. Not Isla’s. She was on the island, chained at the ankle to the bed. Not with iron. Iron was for men. She was chained with warded silver and bone, etched with words that burned if she shifted. She hadn’t spoken in hours. She just lay there, staring
PRESIDENT RYDERThe sky was wrong. Red, blue, yellow, black, orange, green. Not the regular colors. The elders never came in person. They sent letters. They sent judgments. They sent death. But they never came. Not unless the world was about to end. Or unless they didn’t trust you to end it yourself. I left the yard. The wind was up now, pulling at my cloak, making the flags snap like gunshots. The troops watched me go. I felt their eyes. I felt Lucian’s most of all. He knew what that light meant too. I went to the gates. They were already open. Six figures stood just beyond the threshold. No horses. No carriage. They’d walked. Or appeared. With them, that was the same thing. Five in gray robes. Faces hidden. Hands hidden. Silent. One in red. He was taller than the others. Not by much. But it was enough. His robe moved like it was alive, like it was drinking the light around it. The cowl was deep. I couldn’t see his face. I didn’t need to. I’d see it in my nightmares anyway.
PRESIDENT RYDERI went to my office. The walk felt longer than it was. Each step echoed in the stone halls. Students moved out of my way without being told. They saw my face. They knew better than to speak. I closed the door behind me. Locked it. For the first time in years. Ruby. Her name was a blade in my throat. I’d held her when she was born. Small, red-faced, screaming. She’d wrapped her whole hand around my finger and refused to let go. She was the one good thing I’d made in this life that had nothing to do with politics. Nothing to do with the elders. Darius had her. I sat at my desk. My hands were steady. That was training. That was decades of swallowing fear and serving it back as orders. I pulled out parchment. Academy seal. Black wax. *To the Esteemed Circle,* *The omega has surfaced. It is bonded to Lucian, Alpha of the Northern Pack. It is in the possession of Darius. Location unknown, but we have a lead. We move in five days, on the eve of the red blood moon. I wi
PRESIDENT RYDERThe door closed behind him. The sound was soft. Too soft for the way my heart was hammering. Lucian, the boy I raised from a pup, the one I called son when no one was listening, had just looked me in the eye and called me his enemy. I sat down. My legs wouldn’t hold me anymore. The chair caught me. My hands were shaking. I hid them under the desk before anyone could see. He doesn’t see. That was the thought that kept circling. Round and round like a wolf chasing its tail. He doesn’t see what I see. He doesn’t see the blood that’s going to be on all our hands if we let that girl live. The elders. Just thinking the word made my throat close. I’d stood before them twice in my life. Once when I was named President. Once when the omega attacked the academy. Both times, I walked out feeling like I’d been flayed. The elder in red robes. He didn’t speak much. He didn’t have to. He sat at the head of the circle, his face half-hidden by the cowl, and when he looked at y
LUCIANThe fury was a living thing. It climbed up my throat and sat behind my teeth, hot and metallic, and if I opened my mouth I was going to tear Ryder’s throat out. Not because he was wrong about the threat. Not because he didn’t have a reason. But because he said it. Out loud. In the yard. Like she was a problem to be solved and not the air in my lungs. We have to kill her then. The words kept echoing in my mind. I didn’t answer. I didn’t look at Jace, at Elias, at Caelan. I could feel their shock. Their anger. Their betrayal. We’d agreed. On the boat. On the sand. Her name doesn’t leave our mouths. Not until we have her. Not until she’s safe. I’d broken it. Because I was done hiding. Done pretending. I walked past Ryder. He said my name. “Lucian.” I didn’t stop. Didn’t turn. My leg wanted to give out. I made it work. Each step was a spike through my knee, through my ribs, but I kept my back straight. Kept my head up. The guards parted. The students in the windows went silen
LUCIANThe light hit my face like a blade. It was morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep. I remembered Caelan’s arms around me, the fire dying down, Jace’s voice saying something about taking first watch. I remembered the stone under my back and the way the bond still felt like a missing tooth—empty, aching, wrong. Then nothing. Then this. Sunlight. Thin and cold, cutting through the trees and straight into my eyes. We were moving. The carriage rocked under me. The wheels were on road now, not dirt. Real road. Smooth. That meant we were close. The shame was still there. The pain was still there. But they’d dulled overnight, wrapped in exhaustion and something that felt almost like clarity. Almost. I pushed myself up. My ribs screamed. My leg was a solid block of pain. I bit it down. The carriage door was open. Outside, the world was green and gold and moving. We were on the main road to the academy. I knew the trees. I knew the turn up ahead. I stepped out. The wind hit
JACEI watched as the students were carefully carried out and loaded into a vehicle, bound for the healers' quarters. The scene was chaotic, but the healers were working efficiently to get everyone treated.As I stood there, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to this situation tha
"I saw nothing," I said, trying to sound convincing. "I'm short-sighted, anyway."Elias and Jace looked at me, then back at each other, probably in disbelief. Elias's voice was low and questioning. "Why did you hide, then?"I thought fast, trying to come up with a plausible explanation. I remembere
JACELucian's eyes snapped to mine, his expression wary. "What is it?"My heart sank as I delivered the news. "It's Caelan. He's been poisoned."Lucian's face went white, shock written all over his features. "How?" he demanded, his voice tight with worry."I don't know, but someone spiked his drink
"Won't claiming them jeopardize their secret?" I asked Elara, my wolf, my mind racing with the potential consequences.Elara's response was practical. "Maybe. But if you mark one of the alphas first, gain their trust...it could work in your favor."I sighed, feeling overwhelmed by the complexity of







