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Chapter Hundred and Forty Four

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Damien’s POV~

The northern tunnels were colder than fuckin death. The failed transports. The missions listed are closed in dusty files here. The wolves who “died in transit.” The sentence had haunted me in my first life.

I had not informed anyone of where I was going. I had simply snuck out ahead of dawn, only leaving a message for Elara and the pack. Someone would follow, eventually. But I needed to witness this myself. I had to find out how deep this conspiracy went.

Frozen air slapped me as I entered the mouth of the tunnel. I lit the torch with a rune torch, but his fire was already weak, burning beside the reverberating silence. The tunnel extended far, hundreds of feet of black starvation here and there relieved by supports gotten from the rock. Anchors, once used to suspend transportation hooks on the ceiling, had rusted in place. Straps lay frayed and abandoned on the ground, skeletal wounds of what was carried through here and never returned.

I must have walked what seemed li
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  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Forty Four

    Damien’s POV~The northern tunnels were colder than fuckin death. The failed transports. The missions listed are closed in dusty files here. The wolves who “died in transit.” The sentence had haunted me in my first life.I had not informed anyone of where I was going. I had simply snuck out ahead of dawn, only leaving a message for Elara and the pack. Someone would follow, eventually. But I needed to witness this myself. I had to find out how deep this conspiracy went.Frozen air slapped me as I entered the mouth of the tunnel. I lit the torch with a rune torch, but his fire was already weak, burning beside the reverberating silence. The tunnel extended far, hundreds of feet of black starvation here and there relieved by supports gotten from the rock. Anchors, once used to suspend transportation hooks on the ceiling, had rusted in place. Straps lay frayed and abandoned on the ground, skeletal wounds of what was carried through here and never returned.I must have walked what seemed li

  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Forty Three

    Elara’s POV~When the shard first started glowing, I thought I was tripping on it. It had remained asleep since Sabrina died. But as I strode through the nursery rooms of Mirrorvale, it came back to me. A low hum under my skin. Not a heat of anger, or terror, or pain. Just… choice. And it was calling to me. Lyra caught it first.We were stripping the children’s bunks and creating a pathway for Winifred’s doctors. I slipped, and I bumped into a fragment of shattered rune tile from a broken floor — and the shard in my chest echoed back against my ribs. Lyra dropped her chalk. “Elara,” she whispered, “your eyes.”I turned toward her. “What?”“They’re glowing.” I froze. My fingers tingled. I looked down. The line on my palm that I’d thought must have turned silver had turned gold.“It's responding,” Lyra said. “But not the way it used to.” When we got back, they had all formed a circle around us in the courtyard, the oldest of the Forgotten looking as uncertain and lost as the rest of us.

  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Forty Two

    Jasmine’s POV~We rode closer to Mirrorvale, and the trees grew less and less. Thinner and quieter. As if even the wind had learned to hush around this place. It had once been a home. A shelter. A sanctuary for wolves whose bloodlines were “too diluted” or “too dangerous” to place normally. A lie. That’s what it was. It had been lying at a test site. Early mutterings of what would eventually become the Crownless Protocol. I knew because I had read the files. But none of what was in the files prepared me for what we found.The gates were rusty but unlocked. Vines crept over most of the outer stone. Caspian was a step behind me. Elara and Lyra hung back on the flanks. Damien was farther back. Watching. Always watching. The courtyard was still. But not empty. They came out when we came in. They’d arranged themselves in a loose circle around the fire pit, and they were watching us with wide, half-hollow eyes. Not one among them was over twelve.Some younger. And all of them were marked. T

  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Forty One

    Lyra’s POV~The wind roared through the mountain pass, taking the snow along as it blew. This was not natural snow that covered a landscape. It bit and stung. But I did not hold back, not me; I was carving the final notch in stone frozen to hardness. Nox was at my side, softly muttering the word to the binding rites in a language I knew only faintly. It wasn’t Academy magic. It was older. He only looked at me once, in the middle of his chant. “These ruins refuse to sleep.”I didn’t respond. I already knew that. It was Elara’s choice to assign me to close the ruin after that stasis find. She had barely heard from Damien since. There was the way they eyed each other, which was the presence between heartache and worse. Jasmine had not arrived yet. Which left me and Nox. We were the ones to whom nobody else wanted to feel.There was a musty smell of power in the air. And then, as I passed the line we had marked, a warm tingle swept over my runes. I dropped to my knees and placed my hand u

  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Forty

    Damien’s POV~The glass was clouded from the interior. That was the first sign. Elara froze. Lyra drew her weapon. Nox spat something sharp and ancient under his breath. But I… I couldn’t move. There was no stranger in the pod. It was a ghost. A woman. Mid twenties. With pale scars down her jaw. White streak through her black hair. Her eyes opened slowly, after years in the dark, sluggish from sleep. And when hers met mine, she smiled. Not in recognition. In memory. Her lips cracked apart.“Executioner.” I staggered back two steps. A title that sent a shiver the long way down my spine. It was not a name I’d heard in this life. But in my first … I had it coming.Elara’s whisper was barely audible next to me. “Damien?”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. For the woman floating above us wasn’t simply another Phase Zero subject gone wrong. She was one of my unit. We called her Calyx. She had been scheduled for death during the purge. I’d seen her die—shot her myself upon orders from Sabrina.

  • Mate Rebound    Chapter Hundred and Thirty Nine

    Elara’s POV~The envelope still reeked of old blood and dust. I flipped it over once more, my thumb sliding over the wax seal that had been opened. The last word wasn't one meant to be found easily, and a second piece of parchment had been tucked behind Sabrina's final instructions. And it hadn’t been sent to me by name. To Elara: The Rememberer of Death.That was me. The handwriting was shaky, rushed. But the message was precise. “The Warden still breathes. Want the truth about Damien? Follow the map. Ask him what was stolen the night he was reborn. What he gave up. And what Sabrina stole. But beware, Elara. The workers of the deep do not slumber beneath the Warden’s boots. They listen.”For two days, I did not tell anyone about the message. Not that I didn’t trust them — but because I was afraid I might already know what it meant. The Warden. No one had said that name aloud when Sabrina had been alive. She talked of him cautiously and in half sentences. He was her shadow — the maste

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