تسجيل الدخول~KAIRIOS' POV~The Royal Terrace used to be my safe place. The highest point in the Eclipse kingdom. From here, I could look out across the land and see everything that belonged to me. The forests. The towers. The lights in the far villages. All of it.Tonight, it didn’t feel like that at all.Tonight, it felt like a cage.I stood by the stone railing, holding onto the cold balustrade so tightly that my fingers started to ache. My knuckles had gone pale from the pressure. My side throbbed with a slow, burning pain where the wound was. Still, that pain was nothing compared to the one sitting heavy inside my chest.Much worse.It felt empty inside me. Hollow. Like a sharp hook was stuck beneath my ribs, tugging at my soul and pulling it toward the dark forest far below.Hoofbeats suddenly echoed up from the courtyard below.The sound snapped my head up.I leaned over the edge of the terrace before I could stop myself, my heart jumping with a stupid, desperate hope I hated myself for fe
~ELARA’S POV~I stood in the middle of the Shadow House with my arms folded tight across my chest. My legs felt heavy, like someone had tied stones to them, and my skin buzzed with a faint fever that crawled under my bones. I knew that feeling well. It was the cost of the power I’d pulled from the dark.“You’re vibrating,” Kael said.He didn’t even glance at me. He was busy studying the thick iron frame of the old door like it might bite him.“The shadows are feeding on your exhaustion, Elara. You need to pull them back before they start looking for more than just your energy.”“I have it under control,” I said.A lie. And a weak one. Even I could hear it.Kael straightened slowly and wiped the black dust from the ruins onto his dark leather pants. Then he walked over to me. His icy blue eyes moved across my face, sharp and quiet, like he was reading something written on my skin.The hair on my arms lifted.Kairos’s stare had always felt different. His eyes usually held something hea
~KAIROS' POV~We stood just a few yards apart. But it felt like a huge gap filled with sharp shards. I stopped. My boots sank deep into the damp grass on the training field. The morning air bit at my skin. It carried the smell of pine and that weird, lingering hint of her magic.Elara didn't turn to me at first. She kept her hand on the cool stone wall. Her fingers slid over the bumpy surface, like she searched for secrets in the rock. Her hair used to stay pulled back tight for chores. Now it hung loose down her back, wild and dark like a messy veil."You shouldn't be here, Kairos," she said. Her voice didn't yell or snap like I expected. It hurt more this way. It stayed soft. It stayed even."I couldn't stay away," I said. The truth scratched rough in my throat. "I spotted you from the balcony. I... I had to check if you were really there. I needed to know you hadn't left.”She turned at last. She moved slow and carefully. When her silver eyes met mine, a jolt hit my chest hard.
~KAIROS’ POV~The Council Chamber seemed smaller today. Maybe the room wasn’t really smaller. Maybe it just felt that way. The air was thick with those old pack rules that never seem to change… and the strong flowery smell of my mom’s perfume hanging in the room.I sat at the end of the long oak table, pressing my hand against the cut on my side. Every breath pulled at it. Every small movement made it sting.A painful reminder of the brutal fight I had with Soren.But the headache blooming behind my eyes was far worse."You have lost your mind, Kairos," my mother whispered.Mara kept pacing behind the empty chairs where the rest of the council usually sat. The silk of her dress brushed against the stone floor, making a soft sound each time she moved.Back and forth. Back and forth.Her face looked pale, almost drained of color, and her eyes were wide. Fear was there… but so was anger, both fighting for space on her face.She'd told me for years that the Shadow blood was like a sicknes
~KAIROS’ POV~"Elara! Stop!"My voice came out wrong. Not like mine. Rough. Thin. Every step felt off. Like sharp glass under my feet. My side burned where Soren’s axe sliced me in the duel. The cut throbbed with every breath I took. On top of that fighting the fog in my head drained me dry. I was barely standing. But none of that hurt as much as seeing her back. The way she kept walking to the gate. Not even one look over her shoulder.I reached the edge of the courtyard just as she approached the heavy iron gates. Kael was a half-step behind her, his hand resting casually on the hilt of his blade. My half-brother didn't even have to look back to know I was there; he could probably smell my desperation."Elara, please," I gasped, catching the edge of the stone archway to keep from collapsing. "You’re injured. You’ve used too much power. You can't just... walk into the woods."She stopped. For a second hope hit me so hard it hurt. My heart gave one stupid hopeful thud.Then she turn
~KAIROS’ POV~My claws stayed out. They scraped the wet stone in the courtyard. I stared right at Kael. That smug look on his face hit me like a punch.Kael. The man I sent away myself. I saw him standing next to my mate. It felt like a hot knife twisting deep in my belly. My wolf lost it inside my head. Pacing back and forth. Snarling loud. It wanted to tear his throat right open.Every time his hands touched Elara, heat rushed through my veins. The way he looked at her… it wasn’t casual. It wasn’t polite. It was close. Like he had stood beside her when I wasn’t there. Like he had held her together while I was lost in my own mess.I wanted to yell at him. Get away from her now. I wanted to grab Elara. Pull her deep into the palace. Lock every door. Keep the world out. Until she looked at me with something besides that cold silver stare. But my mistakes weighed me down. I let Genevieve into my head. I let my pack fall apart.I pushed myself to stand. My legs shook, but my mind didn’







