LOGINEmber Frost’s POV“That’s right.” I stared at the fresh markings in the stone. For a split second, I could’ve sworn the wall shifted just barely, like something underneath had rolled over.No one spoke. Not because there was nothing to say, but because every thought felt useless. What was happening here went beyond instinct. There was no proper way to explain it, and trying to make sense of it felt pointless.“What if we’ve been wrong from the start?” Orion said slowly, “What if time and space aren’t just distorted here? What if… there was never a stable framework to begin with? Maybe it’s been chaotic and unstructured from the start, and we’ve just been moving through that mess all along.”Suddenly, it all clicked in my mind.That would explain it. Why did the third team run into a mark that shouldn’t exist yet? They weren’t ahead of us; we were behind them, relative to nothing at all. It was like they were stepping into our future.My chest tightened as I realized what that meant, a
Ember Frost’s POVThat was how we were supposed to reach them before it was too late.The mark we bear wasn’t just for tracking. It had a crude messaging feature too. If it came into contact with blood, it would light up, sending out a signal that anyone nearby could detect.At first, I thought the cave had changed. Maybe we’d crossed some invisible threshold, some kind of boundary. The tunnel felt longer, far longer than before. I’d already spent hours mapping this place earlier, yet now the passage stretched on endlessly. By the time we should have heard from Henry, there was still nothing.According to our schedule, the second team should have entered by then.They did.And then… nothing again.No signal. There was no communication from them. Not from Henry’s group either.The cold suddenly worsened. It crept into our bones and made our hands stiff. We pulled on the combat suits stored back at the base, but they barely helped. The chill felt unnatural, like it wasn’t coming from th
Ember 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,







