تسجيل الدخولThen—then silence. No more messages. The facility had—had found all of Emily's recruited staff. Had—had shut down her network completely. But Emily's final message echoed. Her—her certainty that silence was—was worse than messages. That private belief—belief in karma was stronger than—than communi
"You're sure? You're absolutely certain—certain Emily can't manifest consequences through—through pure belief?" Dad hesitated. "I'll consult with—with Council witch. Ask if obsessive belief can—can create magical consequences even without training. But Caden—I doubt it. Emily's just—just trying to
The Next Generation Caden pov Three days after Emily's transfer to maximum security isolation and my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Unknown numbers. Different burner phones. But—but always the same message. Always Emily. Always—always her belief in karma and justice and eventual consequences fo
My phone buzzed. One more message. **Unknown:** I know what you're planning. Can—can feel it somehow. You're going to—to isolate me. Take away—away communication. Lock me away where—where I can't reach you. Can't remind you—you of eventual justice. Of karma. Of—of cosmic correction. Fine. Do it. L
"She's escalating," Hope said. Voice shaking. "Caden, Emily's texting—texting multiple times. Building argument. She's—she's not deterred by us knowing. She's—she's confident the binding can't stop—stop abstract beliefs. That thinking about karma and—and justice isn't thinking about us specifically
The Next Generation Caden pov Two weeks after Emily's trial and binding, Hope and I finally—finally felt like we could breathe. The nursery was coming together. Twelve weeks pregnant now, Hope was—was past the worst of the morning sickness. Starting to show properly. Starting to look—look lik
"Do you ever think about where we'd be if you hadn't made that phone call?" Emma's voice was quiet. "That night, six years ago, when you called Cas for help with Black River?" "Sometimes. Usually when I'm watching him explain horse parliamentary procedures to our daughter with complete seriousness
My Cheating Mate Grace pov I didn't understand why everyone was so serious all the time lately. Mama and Daddy kept having quiet conversations that stopped when I walked into rooms. Uncle Cas didn't smile as much, even when I showed him my new drawings. Grandpa Richard kept checking all the w
"That's not much of a choice," I pointed out. "It's more choice than she gave any of you when she told hunters about Grace's birth." His voice hardened. "Jeremy, Emma, I understand you want justice. Want punishment. But right now, you need tactical advantage more. Let's use Dr. Chen to destroy the
I found him in human form, bleeding from multiple wounds, three mercenaries circling him like sharks. He'd shifted back—never a good sign. Meant he was too injured to maintain wolf form. Rage exploded through me. My wolf surged forward with protective fury. These bastards had hurt my father. My Al







