เข้าสู่ระบบCHAPTER 110: A MOTHER'S OLD FEARELRIC'S P.O.V I watch Selene through the kitchen window, laughing at something Auren's saying as they review maps spread across the porch table, and I feel the same tight, familiar ache settling into my chest that I've carried since the night I first watched a barrier of silver fire erupt around her tiny body before she'd even taken her second breath."You've been standing there a while," Mira says, joining me at the window, following my gaze toward our daughter and the man she's clearly growing closer to with every passing day of this crisis."I keep doing the math," I say quietly. "Twenty-five years old. An adult by every measure that matters. And I still can't stop seeing that infant who protected herself before we could protect her first."Mira leans into me, understanding settling into her posture the way it always does when I finally voice something I've been carrying silently for too long."I k
CHAPTER 109: TRAINING IN THE LIGHTSELENE'S POV I passed whatever test Mom and Uncle Dante arranged without ever being told I was actually being tested, which I only figure out three days later when Mom finally admits she asked me to read Auren's truth during one of our early conversations, and I feel a flash of irritation before understanding settles in alongside it."You could have just asked me directly," I say, though I already know the answer even as I say it."I needed you to read him honestly," she says. "Not performing honesty because you knew what I was looking for."I can't actually argue with that logic, decades of watching her navigate exactly this kind of impossible caution having taught me she rarely does anything without good reason, even when the reasoning costs her something uncomfortable to explain afterward.That's how I end up here now, standing across from Auren in the same training grounds where he first appeare
CHAPTER 107: WHISPERS OF A SECOND GOLDEN EYEMIRA'S POV Isolde and Auren bring their discovery to us just after midnight, both of them too energized by what they've found to wait for morning, and I feel hope building carefully in my chest as they explain the binding, the partnership, the possibility that Selene's ability might actually solve this instead of just endangering her.But before I can fully process what that hope might actually mean, Dante arrives with news that cuts straight through it."There's a problem," he says, and I recognize immediately the particular tension in his voice that means whatever he's about to share isn't going to let any of us rest easily tonight. "Sera's contacts in the southern territories just confirmed something. There's a second Solarii moving through supernatural communities that have historically sympathized with Corvinus ideology."I feel my stomach drop, looking toward Auren, watching his expression sh
CHAPTER 108: A QUESTION OF TRUSTDANTE’S POV I call the meeting before Mira even knows I'm calling it, gathering Corran and two other councilors I trust enough to speak honestly in front of, and I feel the weight of what I'm about to say settling heavy in my chest even before anyone else arrives."You want to discuss Auren without my sister present," Luna says, arriving first, studying my expression with the particular sharpness decades of partnership has taught her to read easily. "That's not like you.""I want to discuss him without Mira present because I know exactly what she'll say if I raise this in front of her," I say, pacing the small meeting room in ways I haven't paced in years. "She'll defend him. She already trusts him, and I understand why, but trusting someone quickly has cost us before.""Vera," Luna says quietly."Vera," I confirm. "And Matthias. Both of them earned exactly the kind of trust that let them manipulate e
CHAPTER 105: HOLLOW GROUNDMIRA'S P.O.V The call comes in at dawn, three days after Selene's connection nearly broke apart in my hands, and I know before I even answer that whatever's happened, it's going to confirm every fear Auren's spent the last week trying to make us understand."A settlement near the old northern border," Isolde says, her voice carrying the particular flatness she uses when she's trying to stay professional despite something clearly shaking her underneath. "Small. Mixed community, wolves and a handful of witches who settled there generations ago. Someone finally checked in on them after three weeks of no contact.""And?" I ask, though I already feel dread pooling in my stomach."They're all alive," Isolde says. "Every single one of them. Physically unharmed.""That's good news," I say, though something in her tone tells me I'm about to learn exactly why it isn't."They don't remember anything," she say
CHAPTER 106: OLD TEXTS, OLDER NAMESISOLDE'S POV Auren brought three boxes with him when he finally agreed to let me examine what remained of his people's records, and I feel my hands trembling slightly as I lift the first fragile page free, understanding I'm holding something that predates every text I've spent decades cataloging as ancient."Careful," Auren says, watching me with the particular tension of someone protecting the last physical remnants of an entire vanished civilization. "Some of these pages have survived longer than your species has existed. They won't survive careless handling.""I've handled Ondine's records," I say, though I keep my movements deliberately slow regardless. "I understand fragility.""This is different," he says quietly. "Ondine's people preserved their history because they chose to remain visible. Mine hid everything, including our own writing, specifically so nothing would ever draw attention toward what w
CHAPTER 3 – “WE NEED TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT A DESTROYER.” The Wasted Vale stretched for miles—silent, decaying, endless. I walked for two days without food, my body trembling, my thoughts looping the betrayal like a curse. I was Framed, Casted out and Forgotten. Only Nelly’s words kept me goi
CHAPTER 1;THE MOONBRAND LUNA “You were never meant to lead.” I had spent twenty-six years trying not to be a burden. Keeping my head down, doing what I was told, avoiding the kind of attention that led to consequences. In our pack, girls like me didn’t get seen—we served, we obeyed, we endured.
CHAPTER 6: ASHES AND SECRETS We had to keep moving because this place we're staying isn't safe anymore. I pressed harder against Elric's side, trying to ignore how much of his weight I was carrying. Blood soaked through his shirt where that packleader had torn his fang into him. The wound looked
CHAPTER 2 – THE MARK OF A MURDERER & EXILE The moon hung low the next night, blood-tinged and eerie, as if the heavens already knew what was coming. I stood before the stone hearth of the Council Hall, wrapped in a borrowed cloak, the Luna mark still burning against my skin. I hadn’t slept. T







