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Chapter 27

Author: Celestia
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-04 23:39:31

Jason boarded the first bus back to Blackmoor, his movements mechanical and distant. He chose a seat by the window, settling into the worn fabric with his bag clutched tightly in his lap. The other students chatted around him, their voices blending into meaningless noise as the engine rumbled to life.

He pressed his forehead against the cool glass, watching the retreat center grow smaller in the distance. His throat still felt raw. His knees still ached from the cabin floor. Every breath reminded him of what had happened, what he had let happen.

Don't think about it. Just don't.

As the bus began to pull away from the loading area, Jason caught sight of movement outside. Avalon was walking toward Ivan, his stride confident and purposeful. Even from this distance, Jason could see the tension in both their bodies.

Avalon moved closer to Ivan, close enough that their conversation would be private. Jason watched as Avalon's head dipped slightly, like he was whispering something meant only
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    Ivan's POVI reach the archives just as the doors slam shut. The sound echoes across the courtyard like a death sentence. I don't hesitate – I slam my fist against the heavy wood, testing the locks. They don't budge. These aren't normal academy locks. Someone reinforced them. Someone who wanted to make sure whoever's inside stays inside."Shit," I breathe, stepping back. Through the narrow window beside the entrance, I can make out figures moving on the upper level. Jason's pale hair catches what little light filters through. He's up there with Kaelen and Avalon, and I'm stuck out here like a useless fool.The bond tears at my chest, demanding I get to them. To him. It's been like this for weeks now, this need to stay close to Jason, to touch him, to make sure he's safe. But it's worse tonight. The pull is so strong it makes my teeth ache.I force myself to think. Getting emotional won't help anyone.That thing in the forest is still moving. I can see it now, prowling along the treel

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