Mag-log inEmber frost’s POVElder Anna gave a short nod and stepped closer.For a heartbeat, nothing changed.Then I felt it. A quiet pull, light but steady, settling somewhere deep inside me. The connection had taken hold. “Please step outside. We need room to work.” Eira moved to stand beside me. Axel stopped so suddenly the others nearly stumbled. “Isn’t she coming? Why does she get special permission? Just because of her status?”He jabbed a finger in Eira’s direction, then swept it back toward me.“This isn’t about privilege. We all care about Sir Henry. Don’t act like you’re the only ones trying to save him.”Axel took a step forward again. “If anyone should be here, it’s all of us,” he said. For a moment, no one else spoke.The last bit of patience I had was gone.“I never said anyone cared less,” I replied.My voice stayed even.“If you were willing to sacrifice yourself for him, I wouldn’t argue that.” He went quiet for a moment.But I didn’t give the silence space to turn into
Ember Frost’s POVNot everyone on the team liked me.Some made it obvious. Some challenged every decision I made. A few looked at me as if I had no place standing among them.The old me would have let that get inside my head.I would have gone over every word and every moment. Did I say something wrong? Did I make things harder for everyone? Did I come across as too soft? Was there something I did that made them keep their distance?And then I would have reached the question that used to trouble me most.What do I need to change so they’ll accept me?Not anymore. I had stopped asking myself that. I still asked myself those first questions. They mattered. I needed to understand what was happening around me and whether I had missed something important.But trying to win everyone over?That was no longer something I chased.Henry was lying inside that cabin, and every moment we wasted standing here arguing was another moment he was slipping farther away.There would be time later for re
Ember Frost’s POVNo one argued with me this time. No one even tried. Whatever differences we had, none of us could stand there and watch Henry die.“That might work,” Ellan said, but his tone didn’t match the words. “There’s still something you’re not seeing.”He stepped forward before anyone could respond. “This is exactly why rushing in blindly will get us all killed.”The air around him shifted as he raised his hand. What he’d been showing us—the shape of Henry’s soul—began to change. At first it just trembled, then it twisted in on itself, losing form. It no longer looked whole… no longer looked human.It turned into something shapeless and uneven, like a mass that had lost all structure. Weak. Barely holding together. The room fell silent.Ellan glanced back at us. “That,” he said, “is what’s left of Henry’s soul.”For a moment, no one spoke. I felt my chest tighten.He went on, more serious now. “It’s not complete. What you’re seeing here… it’s only a piece. A small piece.”Th
Ember Frost’s POVEllan hesitated for a second before speaking. “This… isn’t something ordinary,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m not sure it should be discussed in the open. If you want, I can seal the area so only a few of us hear it.”I almost laughed in disbelief.If it was meant to be private, why bring it up like that in front of everyone? He’d basically announced it already.A faint shift in the room made me pause.People had gone quiet.Then I noticed it—one by one, their attention settled on me.I frowned a little, confused at first. Why were they all—“Ember,” Eira said, her tone calm but firm, “you decide. Do we keep this between a few people, or does everyone hear it?”For a moment, I just stared at her.Since when was I the one making that call?But no one else stepped in. No one questioned it.The weight of it sank in slowly, pressing on my chest in a way I couldn’t ignore.At first, it felt strange… then it clicked.This wasn’t just a casual question they we
Ember Frost’s POVWe didn’t waste any time and started preparing to head out for Henry.Orion was still organizing people—handing out supplies, checking what we had, making sure nothing was missed.Waiting wasn’t an option. Standing still only made things worse. We gathered more people than usual and set out together. If something was waiting for us out there, we weren’t going in unprepared.Orion stayed back to coordinate things from here. Elder Harriet and Elder Marcus stayed with him, keeping watch over the situation and handling anything that came up in our absence.Elder Anna joined us. With her link to Harriet, she could pass information quickly between both sides without delay, which made her presence more useful out here than staying behind.Everything was set. All that was left… was to move.To my surprise, Eira—still looking a bit out of it—suddenly stepped forward and asked to come with us.Her voice wasn’t fully steady, but there was something firm underneath it.“I can s
Ember Frost's POVMy mind raced back to what might have caused this. Only one place came to mind—the hemlock forest.She had been alone that night… the same night she left the cave. I had convinced everyone to go after the demon seal, thinking we were doing the right thing.That had to be it. That was the only moment it made sense.Something must have happened to her there… something we didn’t see. Something we weren’t aware of.And it’s my fault. My selfishness did this to her.Eira said something about giving in to dark powers… …Does that mean Lilian knows what she’s becoming?I looked at Eira. “You said she gave in to dark powers… does that mean Lilian is aware of what she’s turned into?”Eira shook her head. “No… her body couldn’t fight the demon, so she gave in. Now she’s being used as a cradle… for demonic rebirth.”The words didn’t sit right with me.A cradle for demonic rebirth… like something growing inside her, using her?Was it possible that whatever was inside her wasn’t
Ember Frost’s POVShe hadn’t misunderstood anything. I knew exactly why she hesitated. The shards were dangerous. Even though she’d heard me say I could absorb and break down any strange energy, she had never actually seen me do it. To her, it was still a risk. And I was the one stepping into it.I
Ember Frost’s POVThe longer I turned it over in my mind, the more the possibility began to feel real. Not certain—but real enough to worry me.To begin with, Eira stood out from everyone else. Her bloodline alone made her different. There was something rare in it, something old and tangled, like a
Ember Frost’s POVMost of them were still unconscious when I went around checking.My heart raced at first as I knelt beside each one, brushing the snow from their faces and listening for steady breaths. One by one, I realized the damage wasn’t as severe as it looked in the chaos.A few scratches,
Ember Frost’s POV“So, I came here today to ask for your forgiveness,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.“You’ve always been the one to make peace after our arguments,” I continued, “because you love me, because you care enough to set your pride aside. So… why can’t I do the same this time?







