تسجيل الدخولEmber Frost’s POVIt was a plain mug of tea. The ceramic was almost too hot to hold, steam curling up from the surface as if it had just been poured moments ago.That was what made it unsettling; I knew for certain the tea had been sitting there for at least nine hours.But that wasn’t possible.I watched closely. The steam rose, thinned out, and vanished. Before the last trace could fade, another plume appeared. Then another. Again and again. Three times. Four.That was when something felt… wrong.The latter steam didn’t behave like normal heat rising from liquid. It didn’t start with the tea. It simply showed up, like fog materializing out of nowhere. There was no transition, no gradual build.It reminded me of something done wrong but trying to hide it, like a reflection in warped glass, almost convincing until you look too closely and notice the breaks.A chill crept down my spine.A thought I didn’t want began to form in my head.My stomach dropped. "Guys," I said, my voice shaki
Ember Frost’s POVThe feeling was wrong in a way I couldn’t explain.It wasn’t just that something was missing. It was that I knew it was missing, and yet every time I reached for it, my thoughts slipped right through empty space. The harder I tried to remember, the less certain I became. Even the awareness of forgetting felt unstable, like my mind was being wiped over and over before anything could settle.I heard the word "wolf" spoken aloud.I repeated it silently, letter by letter, as if memorizing it for the first time.W. O. L. F.That was all it was to me. Just a sequence of sounds and letters.There was no image. No emotion. No instinct answering back.Worse still—each time I tried to push further, something inside me pushed back. A quiet insistence whispered that there was nothing more. That the thing I was trying to recall wasn’t real. That it had never existed at all.That was when I understood.This wasn’t simple memory loss. This was suppression.Shielding.A technique so
Ember Frost’s POVMy patience was already hanging by a thread when an unwelcome voice interrupted.“Well, well. Our young lady looks exhausted,” the voice drawled. “Are this many people not enough to help you sleep peacefully? Or should we bring a few more and tuck you in properly?”I didn’t need to turn around. There was only one person who would speak like that.Axel.Elder Marcus was still checking me over, and I tried to focus on anything but the noise behind me. Unfortunately, Axel wasn’t done. His tone grew harsh and louder. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? You really think this place is some kind of vacation spot?”Before I could react, the next sound I heard was dull and violent.Stone cracked as Orion slammed Axel back against the wall, one hand gripping his collar, lifting him just enough that his boots scraped uselessly against the ground. Axel’s taunts died instantly, replaced by shallow, panicked breaths.Orion didn’t even look at him. His gaze stayed fixed on Henry.“
Ember Frost’s POVI didn’t stop to weigh the risks. None of that mattered. People came first; everything else could wait.Eira raised her hand and released a sharp burst of magic, scattering the shadows that had been creeping toward us with greedy intent. At the same moment, Elder Harriet and I rushed in, grabbing the nearest frozen figures before the creatures could react.I had no idea what kind of transformation spell Harriet had cast, but in the blink of an eye, she’d turned into a massive, fur-covered beast. Broad shoulders. Thick arms. The kind of strength that made carrying three grown men look effortless.“Looks like it’s my turn to step out properly,” she said, her voice deeper now. “Call me Lenny while I’m like this.”I blinked. Even her name had changed with her form. Strange, but there were too many things happening at once to dwell on it. I hoisted the two women nearest to me and ran deeper into the cave, my lungs burning as I pushed forward.And just like we’d suspected,
Ember Frost’s POVAfter a long moment, Eira let out a slow breath and straightened. “I’m really okay,” she said, steady but firm. “I know what my body can handle. The engraving is still strong. This is nothing more than a small prophecy; it won’t harm me.”As if to shut down any argument, she waved Elder Harriet over.“She’ll keep an eye on me the whole time,” Eira added. “If anything feels off, she’ll stop it immediately.”She was so certain that, in the end, I gave in.We told the others we needed the toilet and slipped away to a quiet corner of the cave. I stayed alert, watching our surroundings while Eira focused.Her bloodline wasn’t completely unknown, but after Seraphina’s rampage at the academy, my father had forced everyone involved to sign strict confidentiality agreements. Only a handful of people still knew the truth. Most of the warriors here had crossed paths with sorcerers before, and I couldn’t say whether old grudges are still held. Keeping this hidden felt like the s
Ember Frost’s POV“Humans rarely show true gratitude,” he said, his voice low and bitter. “They’ll praise their gods for every blessing and ignore the ones who actually help them. Too often, the kindness we offer comes back to us changed, met with indifference, resentment, or even cruelty for no reason at all.”He shook his head, eyes dark. “And if someone isn’t one of them? That’s a sin in their eyes. Creatures like us? They’d blame us for every misfortune that falls their way.”I couldn’t stay silent. These words felt too extreme. “You can’t judge all humans by the worst examples, Axel,” I said firmly. “Not every human is so ignorant or ungrateful. They still feel thanks; they still care. And even if we can’t always confront them directly, we can do good quietly. Must we watch them freeze to death in the wild and do nothing?”Axel’s lips curled in a sardonic sneer. “Nice speech. But who’s actually going to save them? You? Don’t fool yourself. If something happens to our so-called ‘n







