LOGIN"They'll never get tired of that story," she murmured. "Good. They should know what we went through to get here. What we survived." She pulled me to a stop, looking up at me with those eyes that still made my heart skip. "I'm glad you came for me. Even though I would have been okay eventually. I'm
"That's how you killed him?" This from Marcus, practical as always. "With the bond?" "With the bond and with magic and with determination to protect what we loved." I touched Hope's hair, then Marcus's. "To protect our future. Our chance at the family we'd been trying to build for seven lifetimes."
Chapter 159 Epilogue **Ronan's POV** "Tell us again, Papa." Hope tugged on my sleeve, her golden eyes bright in the firelight. "Tell us about the Shadow Realm." "You've heard that story a hundred times," I said, but I was already settling into the big chair by the fire. Marcus climbed into my ot
"I can't do this," I gasped as another wave of pain hit. "It's too much. I can't." "Yes, you can." Ronan's voice was steady even though I could feel his terror through the bond. "You fought Silas. You survived the Shadow Realm. You can do this." "That was easier," I groaned. He actually laughed.
The bond blazed so bright I could barely breathe. His emotions crashed into mine. Love and regret and hope and determination all tangled together. Helena turned to me. "Your vows, Lunara." My birth name. My true name. It still felt strange to hear it. I looked at Ronan and suddenly all my prepare
Chapter 158 **Evangeline's POV** The moon hung full and silver above us, so bright it hurt to look at directly. I stood at the edge of the clearing, barefoot in the grass, and tried to remember how to breathe. My dress was simple. White silk that moved like water. No train. No veil. Just me and t
I wanted to run to him. To touch those wounds and make sure he was okay. But the bond pulsing between us held me back. I couldn't let him see how much I cared. A strange tingling spread across my palm where I'd gripped the stick. When I looked down, a faint crescent shape had burned itself into th
Maeve's eyes went wide at my outburst. "I didn't ask to be born into this bloodline," I continued, my voice rising. "I didn't choose any of this. Why can't I just be normal?" "Because normal doesn't exist for people like us," Maeve said quietly. "Then maybe I don't want to be like us." The wor
Celeste gathered her things with jerky, angry movements. As she passed my chair, she leaned down close to my ear. "This was just the first strike," she whispered, her voice like ice. "Next time, you'll wish you were expelled." Then she was gone, her footsteps echoing down the hallway. The coun
**Ronan's POV** The restaurant was everything Celeste loved - expensive, exclusive, and full of people who mattered. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting rainbow patterns on white tablecloths. Soft classical music played in the background, barely audible over the quiet conversations







