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Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Thirty Three
Damien’s POV~Some memories live in your blood. They’re always out there… no matter how far you run, no matter how many lifetimes you rule, they’ll wait for you. Sleeping.Until they wake.And tonight, something woke them.It started just after midnight. I’d been pacing again, unable to sleep. The air was too calm, the fire too hot, the echoes of Elara’s feet haunting my ears for hours past.I wanted to see her again.But I didn’t deserve more of her time. Not yet.So I wandered.And then, as if a string that was pulling through my chest got tightened, I felt it.A pulse.Soft. Measured.A rune.It didn’t scream. It didn’t flare. It called.Not by name.But by memory.I followed it.Through the pines and winter-burnt underbrush, beyond the still creek that had served as the boundary for the wards of the camp. It should’ve been dead ground—untouched. But the trees here were older. Curved as though they’d grown out to escape something.That’s when I saw it.A mark.Barely visible near t
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Thirty Two
Elara’s POV~We hadn’t moved out yet. Lyra was finishing up maps and runes for the Hollow Keep mission. Jasmine and Caspian had emerged from Mirror Vale shaken but whole, but Jasmine hadn’t had much to say since then.Damien kept close, but not too close.Which made it worse.Because now I miss the him who didn’t know how to keep his distance.I was in the training yard, alone, throwing a knife against the old oak post, which had first been a target board about the time when war burned away most of the paint. My aim was off. My balance is too tight.I was falling apart and acting like I wasn’t.So when I heard footsteps behind me, I didn’t turn.I only said, “You don’t sneak up on a woman with a knife”.Damien’s voice was quiet. “Well, that’s lucky, cause I wasn’t, anyway.”I turned anyway.He was standing in the shadow of the snow, his jacket unzipped, his hands bare despite the cold. His face unreadable, though I knew that expression all too well.Guilt worn like armor.And possibly
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Thirty One
Lyra’s POV~I skimmed my fingers over the torn edge of the ledger, squinting, my heart beating too loud for my liking. Dust settled like ash in the air. The archives in the basement of the Academy were colder than I remembered.The one I was holding bore Sabrina’s sigil.I hadn’t meant to find it. I’d been searching for more information about the Broken Protocol, about something that could help Jasmine. But the words startled me in the instant I saw them.Unstable Assets – Crownless Tier IICategory: Twin-Blooded WerewolvesNotes: Emotionally sensitive. Bond dependent. Highly sensitive to loss and isolation. Best used during pair assignments or mission partners. Breaks easily under prolonged stress. Recover slowly. Great for ritual channels. See the attached name log.Subject 03L: Lyra Vale.My throat closed.I read it twice, wondering if I had read the name wrong. But it was mine. There, in this tasteful paper, to have me shoved like I were an item. A warning label.Not because I was
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Thirty
Jasmine’s POV~I was seated hunched over the shattered Silver Veil tablet, tracing my fingers along the rough runes. Most of it could not even be read due to age or heat, but one line caught my attention.“Crownless Protocol— Contingency Bloodline: J. H.”My breath clouded the air in front of me.J.H.Jasmine Hale.I didn’t blink.Didn’t breathe.Didn’t need to.Well, as soon as I saw it, I knew.They hadn’t just raised me.They hadn’t just trained me.They had built me.Not to win.Not even to survive.But to be a switch.The last lever. The contingency weapon is concealed beneath flesh and bone. One that they would switch on only if everything else failed.I was the insurance policy. The fallback.The Crownless Queen.And now I was loose.Unleashed.I attempted to swallow, but found the air was stuck — like glass — in my throat.They had never intended to release me.I didn’t inform the others about the tablet immediately. Not Elara, not Lyra, not even Caspian.But Lyra saw me linge
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Twenty Nine
Elara’s POV~Before sunrise, I found a letter under my bed.No name on it. No signature.But only some recently folded parchment with soft edges and still warm, like it’d been kept there not long ago.At first, I thought it might be from Jasmine or Lyra. Maybe my mother. Another update, another lead. But as soon as I opened the thing, I knew the truth.The handwriting.The slant of the letters, the pressure of the ink.Damien.The words were few.If you knew what I have done, I don’t think you’d let me continue to breathe next to you.There was no flourish. No plea. Only guilt, tightly packed into a sentence that felt like a wound.I read it once.Then again.I didn’t cry.Didn’t scream.Didn’t clench it into a ball that I threw into the fire or boiled up in my fists like I should have.I set it down neatly alongside my sword, instead.Because if Damien believed for one moment that I didn’t know what I saw in his eyes the last few weeks—the way he’d flinch if I got too close, and the
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Twenty Eight
Damien’s POV~The cold didn’t bother me.Not tonight.Not when I felt this way. I didn’t leave a note. Didn’t inform anyone beforehand that I was going. I left camp in the dark that predawn morning, boots crushing old snow and half-dead pine needles on the ground, my fists balled in my coat pockets like they were keeping something in place.Because I was.I’d hiked a mile when I stopped.And I broke. My knees hit the snow first. Then my hands. I felt as if my bones had failed me, and they might have. I heaved once. Then again. And then I vomited.Not from sickness. From memory.Because I saw her again. Elara.The first time. The only time.She just stood there, icicles forming in her breath, mouth hanging open, eyes wide — no fear, just betrayal. Not you, her eyes had said. Of all people, not you.But it had been me.The trembling hands. The loaded weapon. The quiet gasp. I remembered what I’d said. “I’m sorry.”And I meant it.Gods, I’d meant it. But it hadn’t changed anything.“I wa
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