LOGINAzum let out a hollow, humorless laugh as he ran his tongue across his inner cheek.“You are an alchemist,” he said. “I think you already know the answer.”I shut my eyes.“The conditions matter,” he continued. “A potion created to cure harm of a certain magnitude, can only be produced under conditi
This was everything I had been trying to accomplish since his relapse.Everything I had failed to do.Ezra was finally responding positively to the treatment.A minute later, the alarms settled down.We’d still need the overhealing operation to help his body recover from the impact of under-healing.
The healer hesitated.“What is it?” I asked.“Last night, Lady Xanthea and Azum disappeared,” the healer said. “We searched the entire bunker but couldn’t locate either of them. They reappeared roughly an hour ago.”My eyes narrowed.“Where were they?” My grip tightened on the reports.“We aren’t ce
[Raven]I was back in my cabin in the underground bunker. Stripping off my clothes, I tossed them into the incineration vault and stepped beneath the shower. Hot water ran over my skin as I scrubbed away Asher's lingering scent from my body.I tried not to think about him, but his face kept flashi
I was fortunate enough to be guided by Professor Killburg when I joined Helxton. He helped me create the foundations of ethical healing practices. Most of the healing principles I followed were given by him, which were also the core codes the secret healer society operated on.“Am I not already a p
Killburg gave me a shut-up-or-I’ll-rip-your-tongue-out look, and I did because I knew he could easily do that if I pissed him enough.“Politics is a wild space where every inch of your body is exposed to vultures ready to rip your flesh off if it serves their agenda. They don’t even spare their Alph
[Raven]Even without Azum, controlling Zosha’s powers wouldn’t be a problem for me, but the process involved hurting her, and that kind of pain could be deeply traumatic for a child.And if Xanthea found out, that omega would turn hell upside down. From recent events, it was clear she cared more abo
[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







