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Chapter 25 - The ritual
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2026-10-28 06:28:38
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"Fatima," I hissed. "What the hell?" The ghost rose from the water. She didn't climb out, she simply emerged, her form flickering like a candle flame, her feet not quite touching the floor. Water dripped from her hair and clothes, but it vanished before it hit the ground, dissolving into mist."You didn't listen to me," she said, her voice echoing strangely in the small room. "I told you to run. I told you he would trick you. And what did you do? You went to the sanctuary. You performed the oath. You took the oath."I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself, my heart still pounding. “Well, your advice almost got me killed."Fatima's expression flickered. "What?""I was attacked by rogue wolves. I took your secret stairway, and when I was in the forest they were waiting for me. If Azriel hadn't shown up, I would have died." I stepped out of the tub, my bare feet slapping against the cold stone floor. "So forgive me if I'm not eager to take your advice again.""The wolves weren't
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The guards moved immediately, retreating to a safe distance, their hands on their weapons. Lord Corwin grabbed my arm, trying to pull me away."Lady Stasia, you must come with me.""No." I pulled free. "I'm not leaving him.""He's turning. You don't understand what he becomes..." "I understand perfectly." I met his grey eyes. "I've seen it before. And I'm not leaving."Azriel opened his eyes.They were red, bright, feral and inhuman. His horns had lengthened, curving back from his temples, and his fingers had become claws, digging into the leather of the reins. His lips pulled back from his teeth, revealing fangs that had grown long and sharp."Stasia." His voice was barely recognizable, a low and guttural growl. "Leave. Now.""No.""You don't understand." He was shaking, his whole body trembling with the effort of holding back the transformation. "When the curse takes over, I don't know what I'll do. I don't know who I'll be. I could hurt you... kill you..." "You won't.""You don't
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Lord Corwin was waiting in the main chamber when we returned. He had prepared the space, the broken altar had been cleared, candles lit in a circle around it, ancient symbols drawn on the floor in what looked like silver paint. The air hummed with magic, heavy and expectant."Lady Anastasia Snow," he said, his grey eyes steady. "Are you ready?"I looked at Azriel. He was watching me, his expression unreadable and his hands clenched at his sides."I'm ready," I said.Lord Corwin nodded. He gestured for us to stand on either side of the altar, facing each other. Then he began to speak, words in a language I didn't recognize, words that seemed to resonate in my bones, words that made the air around us vibrate with power.He took my hand and Azriel's, bringing them together over the altar. Then he drew a small knife from his belt and made a cut on each of our palms. The pain was sharp, and then the blood was flowing, my blood mixing with Azriel's, dripping onto the stone. The moment our b
Sold to the Demon Lycan Prince Chapter 25 - The ritual
The sanctuary appeared through the trees like a ghost from another age. It was a ruin, that much was obvious from the crumbling stone walls, the collapsed roof and the vines that had grown over everything like nature's attempt to reclaim what had been forgotten. But there was power here, too. I could feel the strangeness in the air and how wary it made me feel. Azriel helped me down from Windseeker, his hand lingering on my waist longer than necessary. "This is it," he said. "The sanctuary where the curse was first cast."I looked at the ruins, at the broken columns and the shattered altar, and tried to imagine what it had looked like centuries ago. "It's... smaller than I expected.""Magic doesn't need grand architecture. It just needs a place to anchor itself." He took my hand, his fingers warm against mine. "Come. There's something you should see."He led me through the ruins, past fallen stones and twisted roots, until we reached a chamber at the heart of the sanctuary. The roof
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