LOGINBut they couldn’t parry it all.My heart no longer pounded.It… slowed.For a moment.Then ripped itself apart, drowning every voice, including Zxlorthon’s warnings.Until only one voice remained.“Give back my brother!”“Return Asher to me!”The shadows writhed violently, hissing as they stopped sh
I frowned as my mind went completely blank.What happened next… was a jumbled chain of fragmented memories.I got up from the couch, opened the cabin’s door and strode out.The corridors swam past me, stretching and warping.Panicked staff. Military trying to pacify them. All blended together.Faces
The bunker wouldn’t hold.Ezra. Xanthea—“I need to get to them.”I didn’t realize I’d said it out loud.I got to my feet.Power surged beneath my skin as I reached to teleport—Cold metal snapped around my wrists.I froze, my power dying in my veins.Mana blocker cufflinks?“What the fuck do you th
[Raven]‘He’s here.’ My breath stalled at Nesryn’s mind-link, my step faltering as I froze in the middle of the cabin.It was almost midnight.The restlessness in my chest detonated without warning, drowning out even the thunder of my heart.‘From the energy fluctuations around the Parliament palac
“Because this was…” I held his gaze, a chill running down my spine. “…my alpha’s command.”The words felt like shards of glass on my tongue and like a soothing ointment in my chest.I had never called Asher alpha. I had always been openly disrespectful to him in front of the pack.Now, for the first
‘Tell no one of my fall. Go to my Alpha cabin. Sit on my chair. Call only Draknor. He’ll understand that I had succumbed to Madness. He’ll know what to do next.’Asher used to repeat that to me and Ezra.At the strangest times.And we just… ignored it.Never realizing — those were the days he fought
Parting from me, Xanthea leaned closer to my face.“I love you, too…” she said against my lips.Something stung in my eyes and before I knew tears streamed down my cheeks.“No, you don’t understand… I-I really ‘love’ you,” I said through the lump in my throat. “With all my heart… ”Those words hurt
[Xanthea]“Lady Xanthea… are you ok?” the prince asked, his gaze drifting to my hand that had involuntarily clutched my hurting chest. Lowering my hand, I gently straighten out the letter I had crushed into a ball, taking my time to gather myself and my thoughts.“I have a few questions for you, Cr
[Xanthea]“What? What now?” I panicked, my anxiousness growing with every second.But Asher, as always, looked calm and collected, as though he couldn’t even feel fear—Psychopath.Gritting my teeth, I tore the letters into tiny pieces, frustration burning in my guts. If only I could shred them from
[Xanthea]The prince nodded.“After your mother fell from paradise, a divine prophecy was made for Ruhna,” he said.“What prophecy?” I asked.“The fallen will shape what the heavens expel; A soul will ascend from the depths of hell. In darkness, for shadows and flickering lights. The wolf spirit wil







