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Chapter 23 — We Are Being Watched

Author: Alice hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-02 06:47:37

(Sienna’s POV –)

I told Ronan I was going to rest.

He didn’t argue. Instead, he brushed his lips against the top of my head before slipping away to check on the guards. But sleep was the last thing on my mind.

As soon as the hallway emptied, I donned my cloak and stealthily made my way toward the east wing — the forgotten part of the estate. It was cold, it was quiet… but tonight, it felt alive.

And waiting for me there was Elara. She stood in the crumbling chapel at the corridor's end, her hands aglow with witchlight, not even glancing my way as I entered.

“You said you wouldn’t come here alone again,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I lied.”

“You shouldn’t,” she warned.

“I didn’t come for warnings,” I shot back. “I came for answers.”

Elara turned to face me, her eyes piercing through the dimness.

“You won’t like them,” she replied, a hint of anxiety in her tone.

---

We settled onto the cracked stone bench, the wind howling like a specter outside, and the estate crea
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  • ONE NIGHT CLAIM   Chapter 23 — We Are Being Watched

    (Sienna’s POV –)I told Ronan I was going to rest.He didn’t argue. Instead, he brushed his lips against the top of my head before slipping away to check on the guards. But sleep was the last thing on my mind.As soon as the hallway emptied, I donned my cloak and stealthily made my way toward the east wing — the forgotten part of the estate. It was cold, it was quiet… but tonight, it felt alive.And waiting for me there was Elara. She stood in the crumbling chapel at the corridor's end, her hands aglow with witchlight, not even glancing my way as I entered.“You said you wouldn’t come here alone again,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.“I lied.”“You shouldn’t,” she warned.“I didn’t come for warnings,” I shot back. “I came for answers.”Elara turned to face me, her eyes piercing through the dimness.“You won’t like them,” she replied, a hint of anxiety in her tone.---We settled onto the cracked stone bench, the wind howling like a specter outside, and the estate crea

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  • ONE NIGHT CLAIM   Chapter 18 — The Door of Teeth

    SiennaIn the depths of the Blackwood archives, secrets lay waiting—books that defied time itself.They were ancient, older than the pack, older than the very land beneath our feet. Written in forgotten tongues and bound in leather that bore the scent of ash and flame. Some pages seemed to breathe, others murmured in the dark.We stumbled upon one such tome, hidden in a sealed drawer beneath the grand table in Ronan’s private library.It wasn’t listed in any index.No title. No author.Just a cover etched with a symbol that made my wolf cower.A circle of jagged teeth.---Ronan ignited a candle, the glow flickering warmly in the shadowed room. No electricity, no technology.“Words this old don’t tolerate wires,” he muttered, placing the flame gently between us.I didn’t bother to question his knowledge.I simply opened the book.The first line snagged my breath:“Where the Lock bleeds and the Keyhole binds, the Door will open. And beyond it waits the Nameless Moon.”My throat tighten

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