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The return of darkness

Author: Claudia
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-15 04:16:30

Kiara

Although Ryder and I are doing just great and our bond has been immaculate ever since. I could still feel that something was off. I could feel things, I could see things that weren’t there. Something dark. Something sinister.

“You must be paranoid. Nothing is wrong, Kiara,” I gaslight myself each time I feel something creep up within me.

But by the fourth day, I could not pretend anymore. It was intense.

Something was watching us.

I felt it first when I left the manor for morning training. Ryder had gone ahead to inspect the southern patrol, Brandon was working with the warriors, and I took the narrow path through the pines alone, and that morning, the woods felt wrong.

Every sound echoed too sharply. The wind hung up for minutes. Every step crunched too loudly. I swear I could hear my own heartbeat thrumming in the air.

Then I smelled it.

Smoke. Which hits my core. It feels like a memory, one I would not want to remember, a scent I hoped I would never perceive aga
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    KiaraThe wind changed. It always did when something dark and sinister was coming. We had begun our search for Erina. Just Ryder and me since she disappeared into the mist. I knew Erina’s scent better. She was my sister after all so I used my senses to try to track her down her path. The path she had taken before led her to her destination I stood at the edge of the forest, the last trace of Erina’s scent sharp in the air; smoke and blood coupled with the soft metallic sweetness of corrupted energy. The trees stood still, as if afraid to move, their shadows stretching long and brittle under the fading sun.Ryder was beside me, he was silent. His presence was steady, but beneath it, I could feel the quake of his rage through the bond. It pulsed like a second heartbeat, echoing against my own.“She is heading east,” he murmured, squatting to touch the dirt of the earth. The mark of her steps was faint. It felt like a deliberate trail, like she wanted us to follow. “The seal,”

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