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Chapter 11

Author: Lissa Carlene
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-17 00:06:50

MAYA.

The days passed in a blur of bruises and spellwork.

Routine began to settle into my bones like a second skin. At dawn, I dragged myself to the courtyard, muscles aching from the day before. I couldn’t keep up with the wolves, not really. But I tried. Kaia always doubled back for me when I fell behind. Not out of pity—she just did.

By week’s end, we were threading spellweaving with sprint drills, memorizing bloodline histories while doing push-ups over glowing runes, and learning to trust our instincts in dark, echoing caves that felt alive with old things.

I was exhausted. But alive.

And for the first time in a long while… I didn’t feel completely alone.

It was just past curfew when Kaia came looking for me.

I was sitting cross-legged on the windowsill of the dorm tower, sketching the silhouette of the forest under moonlight. My fingers were stained with graphite and my thoughts drifting, when a soft knock echoed against the wood.

“Hey,” Kaia said, slipping inside with that effo
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