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104. The Breath Before the Fall

Aвтор: Winnie W. W.
last update publish date: 2026-06-27 04:04:12

Lyra

I woke up foggy and I was leaning somewhere between two moss-lipped boulders. Then, the world tilted again. I saw, jagged and brief, the place the thread had led me to: a low-roofed house clinging to the edge of a deep forest, a curtain whipping in the doorway, the way the moonlight caught metal. My whole body wanted to move faster, to run and tear whatever was holding him, but the ache in my chest had a new edge now: dread, the kind that comes when you suspect what you have long feared is
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  • Reborn to Defy Fate   110. A Fighting Chance

    KillianWhen Damon left the room, I didn’t move for a long time. I listened to the echo of his footsteps fading down the hall, then let out a shaky breath.Oh, gods. I couldn't believe that I had lived through this once and died in Damon's hands. What had I been thinking? After he took Lyra from me in this life, I should have known. I should have known that he wasn't the brother I grew up with. He was twisted and he thought love was taking all that I valued from my life.“Muscle and mind,” I whispered to myself. “No. Not this time. I wouldn't allow it.”I pressed a hand against my chest, over the faint thrum of the bond that refused to die. It was weak, almost ghostly, but still there. I focused on it, closing my eyes.Lyra…The name alone carried weight.I pushed past the dizziness, the throbbing behind my eyes, and reached deeper. The space between us felt like wading through fog and ice. I could feel her heartbeat faintly, her fear, her confusion.Lyra, I called again, silently. Ca

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   109. Awakening in the Ashes

    KillianThe first thing I became aware of when I woke up again was the sound of someone breathing near me. Shallow, irregular breaths, quickened by excitement or madness… I couldn’t tell which. My mind felt like it was swimming through fog, every thought slippery and hard to catch. My body was heavy, my eyelids glued together. The faint metallic tang in the air and the dull ache at the back of my neck told me that I had been drugged. Again.“You should be thankful,” the voice said softly, almost tenderly. “I could have left you to die in that bitchcs hands.”Damon.Even before I forced my eyes open, I knew that voice. That smug undertone, the kind that curled around a lie and made it sound like a promise.My lashes fluttered, and a burst of dim light pierced through. The room was gray and unfamiliar, the walls lined with damp stone. But there was no cold air biting at my skin. No chains around my wrists. No echoing screams down the hall.This wasn’t the cell where I died.That single

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   108. The Forest Remembers

    LyraThe path narrowed until it wasn’t a path at all, just the suggestion of one, a faint depression between roots and stone where light bent differently. The trees here were older, their trunks thick with moss and memory, and the air hung heavy with a silence that almost had weight.Moonveil’s whisper brushed the edge of my consciousness like a heartbeat in the dark. Keep walking.I obeyed.It wasn’t courage that drove me forward, at least, not the kind I used to understand. It was something deeper, more instinctive. A compulsion rooted in my marrow. The forest here was the same one from my visions, from the blurred fragments of that other life. Even the shadows knew me. They shifted as I passed, like they were remembering too.A soft wind slithered through the branches, carrying the faintest echo of my name. I paused, listening. The forest held its breath.“Show me, Moonveil,” I whispered. “Show me where he is.”Nothing answered, but I felt it then, the faint pull of the bond, far

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   107. Where the Light Leads

    LyraWhen I opened my eyes after the ritual, the air still shimmered with the residue of magic. The symbols I had carved into the forest floor glowed faintly before dimming into ash-gray lines. My chest heaved, each breath heavy but alive with purpose. The ritual had worked. I saw him.Killian.He was in a cabin surrounded by fog so thick that it looked like spilled ink. The vision had been fragmented, distorted by whatever dark force surrounded him, but it was enough. My heart still thrummed with the echo of his voice, weak but alive.I pushed myself upright, wincing as dizziness clawed through me. My mother was the first to reach me.“Lyra!” She caught my shoulders before I could fall again. “You shouldn’t have done that so soon after waking up after fainting from exhaustion. You’ll tear yourself apart!”I managed a faint smile. “It worked, Mother. I know where he is.”Her expression faltered. “What?”Luca, who had been pacing at the edge of the circle, stopped dead. “You found h

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   106. The Ritual of Revelation

    LyraWhen I woke again, dawn had barely broken. A pale blush of gold slipped through the clinic windows, brushing across the herbs that hung in neat bundles from the rafters. My mother’s murmuring voice reached me first: soft, rhythmic, threaded with both fatigue and prayer.For a moment, I simply lay still, watching the sunlight flicker over the wooden walls, trying to separate dream from reality. The memory of Moonveil’s voice still pulsed in my mind, each word branded into my spirit. You have enough magic within you to counter any force.I knew now what I had to do.I sat up slowly. My body still ached from overexertion, but beneath the pain was something stronger; calm resolve, an undercurrent of power that hummed deep in my bones.My mother turned when she heard the movement. Relief flooded her eyes. “You’re awake,” she whispered, crossing to me in two strides. Her fingers brushed my cheek, warm and trembling. “You frightened me half to death, child. You were out for nearly the w

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   105. The Moon's Rebuke

    LyraDarkness pressed in from every corner, thick and suffocating, but I couldn’t move. I was aware of the faint scent of herbs: sage, lavender, and rosemary, mingling in the air, yet the weight in my limbs made it impossible to open my eyes. The world around me was slipping away, layer by layer, until even my mother’s voice became nothing more than a fading echo.Then came the silence.A silence so complete that it roared in my ears.I tried to move, to reach out, but the void swallowed everything: sound, touch, even thought. Panic clawed up my throat. Was this death? Had I overdone it this time? I could still feel the echo of my magic tearing through me, burning bright and wild until it snapped.Was this the end of the second chance that I had been given?But before the panic could root itself, the air shifted.A light, soft but blinding, cut through the darkness, and a voice followed, sharp as a whip and cold as starlight.“So this is what you’ve become?”The light swelled, taking

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   21. Reckoning

    LyraI was folding my last dress into the duffel bag when I heard her again."Lyra," Mama called, arms crossed at the doorway like a sentinel. "You can't just leave like this. Not without him coming for you. I'm worried and after…”I sighed and pressed down on the clothes to zip the bag. "Mama, pl

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   20. I Wouldn't Let Her

    DamonThe sound of fists pounding against flesh echoed in the clearing, but my head wasn’t in it.I threw a punch, too slow.Blocked one, too late.I was distracted. I was only here because the rules dictated I do and I needed to bide my time.“Eyes up, Damon!” Beta Grigor’s voice bellowed across t

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   19. Doubts and Joys

    KillianThe morning sun spilled golden light across the training grounds, but I barely noticed it. My body moved, but my mind… my mind was with her.Lyra.It still didn’t feel real. She had kissed me. No, she had come back to me. The Lyra I had mourned, the Lyra I had given up on, had looked me in

  • Reborn to Defy Fate   18. Broken Trust

    LyraI stood outside the house for longer than I should have, fingers clenched tightly around the strap of my bag. The wood of the door was the same, but the silence behind it carried a different weight. I took a deep breath, trying to slow my racing heart. This wasn’t the same house I left behind

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