تسجيل الدخولTalia’s POVWe reached Silverfang by evening and waited in my father’s office, which now belonged to Solon. The room hadn’t changed, but after everything, it felt completely different. I could almost picture my father there, surveying us with a quiet authority that had always made me feel safe. Being here without him made me miss him even more. I felt more like an outsider now than I ever did before.“Never would I have thought I would be deep in the Alpha King’s territory, let alone his office,” Camilla commented, bringing me out of my thoughts as she removed the glamour on her to reveal her true form. Before we arrived, she decided to hide her appearance to avoid alarming anyone.“There is nothing to fear. Solon is very reasonable,” I reassured her.Camilla smiled and said, “I do not fear, child. I just find the irony of the situation entertaining.”Solon came in with Leslie following close behind. They both froze when they noticed the third person with Nolan and me. Their eyes land
Talia’s POV“I’m sorry,” Dalila muttered. “She wanted to know, and I thought…”She broke off as Camilla kept glaring at her. Hattie stood, put a hand on Dalila’s shoulder, and led her toward the kitchens, leaving me alone with the old woman and a half-filled plate.“Please don’t be upset with her,” I said. “I am the one who asked.”“I’m not angry with her, but she needs to learn to control her emotions,” Camilla said with a sigh. “She means well. She loved them too, the ones we lost. Dalila mourns by getting angry.”“Then, was she overreacting?” I asked. “Did Morgana really kill…”“What she told you is true,” Camilla said, cutting me off. “I won’t waste your time pretending or talking about the ugly details of the past. I’m leaving with you at dawn because this needs to be finished.”“You don’t have to be the one to do this, Camilla,” I said. “You don’t owe Morgana your life on top of everything she’s already taken from you.”“Do you think I am so easy to kill?” Camilla asked.“No, I
Talia’s POV“Yes, it has to be her,” Nolan said. “The figure under the tree at Colin’s party. She’s had eyes on us this whole time, and after that ambush on the road, she knows we went to the coven, and she knows they said yes. She wouldn’t have come for me otherwise.”He sat propped up on the pillows, still pale, with bandages standing out against his skin.“So, they are not observing anymore,” I said.“No. She and the Rogue King are enacting their plan, and that means we need to prepare. We go to Silverfang. We pull everything together in one place, your brother’s strength and ours and whatever the coven can give us, and we get ready for a war, because it’s coming whether we’re ready or not.”I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his bandages, wishing we could give him at least a week to heal.“You can barely sit up.”“I’ll be on my feet by morning. Whatever the witches gave me is speeding up my healing factor.” He took my hand in his. “I’m not asking you to pretend I’m fine. I
Talia’s POVI rushed past Camilla and sprinted down the hallway. “Talia, stop!” she called, but her voice was distant, drowned out by the images of Nolan bitten, his body twisting and changing into something wild and lost. ‘Enough,’ my wolf warned. ‘You’re letting fear take over again. He’s not lost to us.’I made it to the infirmary and followed his scent to the room he was in. I froze when I saw him.He lay there wrapped in blood-soaked bandages across his chest, arm, and shoulder. Nolan didn’t move, except for the slow rise and fall of his breathing."Nolan,” I said as I took his hand in both of mine. "It’s me, Talia. Please wake up.”Nolan didn’t respond. ‘I can not reach him through the bond,’ my wolf whimpered.I called his name again and again, desperate for any response, but he remained silent. Tears slid down my cheeks as dread twisted in my chest. What if something was terribly wrong? Was he trapped in pain, suffering as my father once had?"He was not bitten."Camilla ca
Talia’s POVI woke before sunrise, my senses sharpened and my wolf's energy humming impatiently within me. Both of us felt coiled and ready to move. Today, I was finally going home.The moment my eyes opened, I reached for Nolan through our bond, something that had become second nature to me. The connection pulsed steadily and strongly between us, vivid even across the miles. My wolf responded with a quiet joy, a ripple of contentment just below my skin.‘Are you on the road yet?’‘Well, good morning to you too. I’m already en route to the Lost Woods,’ he said, his voice warm with barely contained excitement. ‘I’ll be at the edge of the Lost Woods in about three hours.’‘Camilla will meet you there and bring you in.’ I pressed my face into the pillow to hide my wide grin, though no one was there to see it. ‘I can’t wait to show you what I can do now. You won’t believe it.’He laughed. ‘I can’t wait either. I’ll see you soon.’The connection faded, and I lingered for a moment, savorin
Talia’s POVI sat with legs crossed on the floor of the sealed chamber, eyes closed and hands resting open on my knees. I reached for Nolan. I've been doing that for over an hour now, with no luck."Picture him," Camilla said from somewhere to my left, her voice low and even. "Visualize him standing next to you. Think about the heat of his skin. Think about how his scent surrounds you. Hold on to that, and let the fire carry it to him.""It's not reaching him," I said. "I can feel it leaving me, but nothing comes back."'It may just need time,' my wolf said gently from within me. ‘We need to be patient. We will reach him.’"She is right," Camilla said. "Do not rush this. Your control over the fire is good now, better than good. But this isn’t about control. You cannot control the mate bond any more than you can force the fire. Moonfire has its own will. It will obey, but only if you ask gently, with focus and patience. You must trust that the one on the other end is reaching back. Try







