تسجيل الدخولSean’s POVBlood CarticonsLord Vail sat on the black throne watching generals argue over maps while torchlight burned across the walls of the throne hall, and honestly the entire thing was starting to piss me off. Too much talking.Too much waiting.Zara was out there somewhere with my venom inside her veins while these idiots kept discussing borders and scouting routes like time still mattered.“The northern forests remain unstable,” one of the generals said carefully while pointing toward the glowing markings spread across the war table. “The witches are masking their trails with old rune barriers.”“We lost another scout near the eastern cliffs,” another added.Lord Vail leaned back slowly against the throne, completely calm while silver rings glinted faintly on his fingers. “Then send stronger scouts.”That did it for me. “She should already be back here.”Silence hit the room instantly. Every head turned toward me. Nobody spoke to Lord Vail that way. Not unless they wanted to di
Zara’s POVWhatever those witches thought they were whispering about, I could hear every damn word.Not clearly at first. It started like distant buzzing somewhere beyond the stone walls while I laid flat on the bed staring at the ceiling and trying very hard not to lose my mind again.The voices came again. My head snapped toward the wall immediately. I slowly sat upright while pain dragged across my spine and pressed my palm carefully against the cold wall beside the bed.The voices sharpened instantly. “…that girl could be the one.”I frowned immediately. One of the elder witches spoke again, her voice rough and uncertain now. “Are you sure about this? The girl is unstable.”“Unstable?” another one muttered. “She almost killed Mimi yesterday. If Lois had not stopped her..”“I know what happened.”“Well then maybe we should stop pretending this is normal.”I leaned harder against the wall automatically while my pulse started climbing faster beneath my ribs.What the hell were they
Alpha’s POVAthdal Haven felt louder after I returned from the south. Torches still burned across the stone halls. Wolves still trained in the lower yards before sunrise while elders barked orders like the world around us wasn’t quietly rotting from the inside out.But now I noticed everything.Fear had spread through the pack while I was gone, and fear made wolves stupid.I walked through the eastern corridor slowly with Karin beside me while younger wolves moved out of our path almost immediately. Some lowered their heads respectfully. Others didn’t. That irritated me instantly.“They’re getting bolder,” Karin muttered quietly.“No,” I replied. “They’re getting restless.”Big difference.The corridor opened into the lower council chamber where arguments were already exploding loud enough to hear through the doors before we even stepped inside. Wonderful.Karin sighed beside me. “Should I kill somebody before you go in or after?”“Depends how annoying they are,” I said as I opened th
Zara’s POVThe witches of Kesh Ina were starting to piss me off collectively.Like one giant creepy magical hive mind that apparently woke up every morning and decided the best possible use of their time was staring at me like I might explode if somebody blinked too hard.Which honestly felt rude considering I was already having a terrible week.“You’re doing it wrong.”I looked up from the glowing symbol carved into the dirt beneath my feet and glared straight at the old woman standing across from me. “Fantastic. Really specific.”The woman didn’t react. “You are forcing the spell,” she said calmly.“I literally do not know what that means,” I said as I struggled to sit up straight.“Magic breathes.”“Oh my God,” I muttered, throwing both hands into the air. “You people cannot explain anything without sounding haunted and weird.”A few younger witches standing near the training circle exchanged looks immediately.The training grounds sat deep inside Kesh Ina beneath massive black tr
Sean’s POVBlood Carticons Blood Carticons had never felt quiet before. The prison always breathed. I stood inside Zara’s old cell staring at the shattered restraints still hanging from the wall while something ugly kept clawing through my chest hard enough to make breathing irritating.The room still smelled like her. Like blood, smoke and wolf, and underneath all of it… Me. My jaw tightened instantly.I looked away from the broken chains and slammed my fist straight into the stone wall hard enough to crack it. The guards outside the corridor immediately went silent.Three days. Three damn days since she escaped and Blood Carticons still looked like a graveyard after the prison collapse. And none of it mattered because she was gone. I could still hear her screaming when I closed my eyes. Not the prison screams. The bite.That sound kept replaying in my skull over and over until I genuinely started losing sleep over it.I lost control. That part terrified me more than anything else.
Alpha’s POVI should have killed him the moment I saw him standing inside that cave. That thought stayed lodged inside my skull while torchlight flickered across Macha’s face and turned old memories into something uglier than grief.Because dead things were supposed to stay dead.Instead my brother stood in front of me breathing like the last thirteen years meant absolutely nothing, and the worst part was that some small broken piece of me still recognized him instantly.He had the same eyes, the same crooked mouth.Same irritating calm right before violence. Except now there was rot beneath it too. Madness.Behind me Karin shifted carefully beside Zero, but neither of them spoke yet because even they could feel this moment cracking open into something dangerous.Then another scent drifted through the cave. Familiar. My stomach dropped immediately. No.I turned sharply toward the shadows near the burial stones just as a figure stepped slowly into the torchlight. Elder Sira.For one s







