LOGINCassian was propped against a pile of pillows when Adrian came in, his skin still pale, a bandage wrapped thick across his chest. His eyes found him the moment he stepped through the door, and the tightness in his face melted into relief."You are still here," he said."I told you I would not go where you could not smell me." Adrian sat carefully on the edge of the bed, not quite touching him. "How do you feel?""Like I fell off a cliff onto a pile of rocks and then the rocks caught fire." He tried to smile. It cost him. "Alive. Because of you. Selena told me what you did in the yard.""I did what anyone would do.""No," he said. "You did what only you could do. You changed into a shape out of an old story, and you carried the whole battle on your back, and you dragged me back from wherever I had gone." His hand found Adrian's on the blanket. "I remember pieces. Fire. Your voice. I remember telling you certain words, though they are blurred, like a dream I cannot quite hold."Adrian's
Selena's hands were already glowing before Adrian reached the table."Do not let go of him," the old woman snapped, not looking up. "Whatever you feel through that bond, push it back into him. Now, Adrian. There is no time to explain."Adrian did not ask why. He pressed both palms flat over Cassian's still heart and reached inside himself for the place where the bond lived, the place that had been burning for days. It was cold now, and shrinking, like a fire going out in the rain."Come back," he said, the way he had said it in the yard. "I did not fight for you to lose you on a table."He poured himself into the bond the same way he had poured himself into the fight, without holding anything back. It hurt. It felt like reaching into a fire and closing his hand around the coal instead of pulling away. His own heart stuttered once, hard, in answer, as if his body meant to share the burden evenly.Selena's light brightened. Mara pressed cloth soaked in bitter herbs against the wound. So
They carried Cassian into the great hall and laid him on a long table near the fire.Adrian would not let anyone else hold his hand. She stood beside him in a borrowed cloak, her hair still full of ash, and watched the healers cut away his torn shirt. The wound in his chest was deep and black at the edges. Selena's pale light had stopped the bleeding, but it had not touched the dark color that crept out from the cuts like ink in water."Silver poison," Mara whispered. Her face was gray. "It goes for the heart.""Then keep it away from his heart," Adrian said."I am trying, miss."The doors opened behind her. The hall went still. She did not need to turn around to know who had come in. She felt the Thorn Alpha the way a person feels a cold draft.He stood a few steps inside the doorway, alone, with his hands open and empty at his sides. He had left every weapon outside. Behind him, two of Cassian's guards watched with drawn swords. Nobody spoke."Sit," Adrian said, without turning. "Ov
For one heartbeat, the whole yard went silent in Adrian's ears.She saw the gray wolf with his silver claws raised. She saw Cassian lying in the dirt, his silver fur dark and wet, his chest barely moving. She saw the fire on the walls, and the black smoke, and the faces of her pack turned toward her from every side.Then she stopped feeling afraid.It did not happen slowly. It happened like a door slamming shut inside her. The fear, the doubt, the fever, the old shame from the hall, all of it went quiet. What stayed was one clear, hot thought.No. Not him. You do not get him.Her wolf rose inside her, and this time she did not rise weak. She rose like a flood. The poison in the bond screamed and tried to pull her down, but Adrian grabbed the torn rope of it with both hands and held on. It burned her from the inside. She did not care. She poured every drop of her anger and every drop of her love down that rope, straight into the empty place where his heartbeat should have been."Come b
The gate fell in less than a minute.Adrian saw it from the top of the wall. She had run up the stairs behind Cassian with her boots half laced and her hair loose. The watchmen were already fighting. Below her, in the firelight, a wave of dark wolves poured through the broken gate like water through a cracked dam.There were more of them than the scouts had said. Many more."Hold the line!" Cassian shouted. His voice carried across the whole yard. "Archers, on the walls! Guard the children first!"Mothers ran across the courtyard with babies in their arms. Old men hauled the young ones toward the cellar door. A bell rang and rang until someone cut the rope. Adrian saw all of it in one sharp glance, and then she did not think. She threw off her coat, let the change take her, and jumped.For one perfect second, everything was right. Her wolf came up from deep inside like a wave, her paws hit the dirt, and the night flooded her senses. Smoke. Blood. The wet dog smell of enemies. She slam
The next day passed in pieces.Adrian did not speak to Cassian. She did not need to. She could feel him through the bond like a warm stone in her pocket, a steady, nervous presence somewhere in the house. Whenever she thought of the river wall, her face went hot and her stomach twisted, so she tried not to think of it at all.She threw herself into the preparations instead.The elders had cleared the old path to the Moon Stone, a flat gray rock at the top of the hill above the pack lands. Nobody had used it in sixty years. Weeds grew through the cracks. Two young men hauled away fallen branches. A woman with silver in her hair swept the surface with a broom made of twigs. When Adrian walked up the hill in the afternoon, they all stopped and looked at her.It was not the look from the hall. It was different. Softer. A few of them nodded."Is it true?" a girl asked. She could not have been older than twelve. "That you are going to fix it?"Adrian's chest tightened. "I am going to try."
"That's..." Cassian's grip tightened."Dangerous. If I can feel your true intentions—""Then you'll know I mean what I say."Adrian met his eyes. "Isn't that what you wanted? Truth?"Cassian laughed—startled and genuine. "You're either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.""You keep saying that."
The bond was driving Adrian insane.Three days after his agreement with Cassian, and he couldn't get any privacy.Not physical privacy—that was fine. But emotional privacy? Completely gone.Every strong feeling broadcast directly to the Demon Lord. And worse, Cassian's emotions leaked back.Current
"And there's something else," Cassian said, moving closer again. "Your soul recognizes mine. Not just through the bond—it knew me before we met. Knew me and..." He tilted his head. "Pitied me.Why?Adrian's mind raced. He couldn't tell the truth. But Cassian would sense a lie through the bond.Half
"He knows the plot is changing."Seraphina continued quietly."And he hates it."A chill traveled down Elian's spine."How do you know all this?""Because he recruited me."She pulled a glowing crystal from her pocket."I pretended to join him."Elian stared at the crystal.Then at her."You infilt







