Se connecterThey 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."
Adrian could not sleep.The pain came in waves. When it was low, she could almost forget it. When it rose, it felt like a hot wire pulled through her chest. She lay in the dark for two hours, listening to the wind knock against the shutters, counting the cracks in the ceiling. Then she gave up, pulled on her boots, and walked out into the night.The bell from the day before had been a false alarm. A fox in the trap line, the guards said. Nobody had laughed. Everyone in the pack house had gone to bed with one ear open.She passed the kitchen, the training hall, the long porch where the old men usually sat and argued about the weather. She did not stop until she reached the river wall, a low line of stone at the edge of the land where the water ran fast and loud over rocks.She had come here alone many times as a child. Tonight, someone had gotten here first.Cassian sat on the wall with his back to her. His shoulders were bent. He wore no coat. In the moonlight, he looked less like an
Adrian woke up with the taste of metal in her mouth.The ceiling above her was made of old dark wood, low enough that she could have touched it if she stood on the bed. She did not know this room. The air smelled of dry herbs and old smoke, and a thin blue curtain moved in the draft. Her body felt like it had been dragged over stones. Every breath pulled at a sore spot deep in her chest, right where the bond lived."Do not sit up too fast," Selena said.She sat in a chair near the bed, her gray hair tied back, her hands folded in her lap. She looked like she had not slept in days. A cup of tea steamed on the table beside her, and it smelled of bitter roots."What happened?" Adrian's voice came out rough, like a rusty gate."You fell in the training yard. So did he."Adrian did not need to ask who. She could still see it. The wooden swords in their hands, the sun on the sand, and then the bond pulling tight like a rope yanked from both ends. She remembered the pack standing in a circle
"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."
Accept?The glowing words hovered in front of Elian's eyes.YES / NOHis entire body went rigid.Around him, the Grand Hall had fallen silent.King Aldric sat frozen.The Archbishop looked moments away from declaring holy war.Several nobles stared at Cassian as though the Demon Lord had just deman
Cassian Nyx.The future Demon Lord & villain.The man Adrian had spent three years mourning & he had crossed worlds to save.Cassian looked younger than Adrian remembered.For a brief moment, the entire hall seemed to disappear.Only Cassian remained.Standing right in front of him.Cassian's crims
Adrian Reeves had exactly two seconds left to live.And he was spending both of them hating a web novel author.The truck's headlights filled his vision.Death was rushing toward him.Yet instead of thinking about his family, his future, or the countless regrets he should have had, Adrian could onl







