INICIAR SESIÓNAegis's POV My body reacted before my mind did.I stopped walking.The air inside the place was thick, warm, and heavy. Not like outside. Not like the rest of the city. It pressed against my skin and settled in my chest.The floor beneath my boots was smooth stone.Paintings covered the walls and ceiling. Every inch of them, of a human-sized yellow bird, filled them.A big statue of this same bird sat on a large bronze platform in the center of the building. Its large wings spread wide. Fire wrapped around its body. Its sharp blue eyes looked alive and watching.My stomach clenched and dropped.I took another step forward. My pulse picked up. My palms dampened.Something in me stirred. In recognition.“Where are we?” I asked.My voice sounded strange in my own ears.The Fire God stood at the center of the space. He looked smaller here, but only because the room was vast. Power still rolled off him like heat from a furnace.“This,” he said, “is a temple.”My eyes stayed on the paintin
Aegis's POVWe were met by some well-dressed people near the edge of the platform. Normal people. Two arms, two legs, same familiar faces. If I ignored the faint glow under their skin, I could have mistaken them for anyone back home.One of them bowed slightly to the king. “If you could please follow us, we’ll be leading you to your rooms.”“One room is fine,” the king ordered beside me. The heat that landed on my insides since I stepped foot here rose up again.I turned to him with my mouth open. The firm look on his face stopped me.I shut my mouth.Barely.The guide nodded and motioned for us to follow. We walked through a wide corridor made of dark stone. Blue flames ran crisscross through naked lines in the walls, steady and calm, like veins.The hallway opened into a city. A large, beautiful city. I slowed without meaning to. I had never seen anything like it.Glowing people walked the streets. Some laughed. Some argued. Some carried baskets. Children ran past us. Everything fel
Aegis's POV “My name is not Lyra.”The Fire God didn’t react right away. He stood where he was, tall and solid, on a red clay platform, fire rolling off him like it was part of his skin. The ground under him stayed red-hot, but it didn’t crack. Nothing around him dared to move unless he allowed it.“I’m sure you didn’t come here to argue names with me,” he said.“Of course not,” I bit back at the annoying immortal in front of me. “Because I didn’t come here to be renamed. And I hope you know you’re a shitty host. I didn’t exactly expect comfort, but one should be able to expect basic courtesy from the planet of the ‘Fire God.’” I finished with air quotes.I don’t know what it is, but everything in this place makes my skin crawl. Badly.The King shifted beside me. I felt it without looking. That small movement he did to reassure me that he was ready to jump in if needed.The God finally looked at me fully. Not through me. At me.“You step into my land,” he said, “uninvited, and you co
Aegis's POV Jaxon dropped it on the table like it had offended him personally. The heavy book’s sound echoed through the room. Dust lifted into the air. I held my breath.“This is it,” he said.Of course it was.I stared at the cover. Dark leather. No title. No markings. Just dust and ash.“This is from the Royal Library’s private collection,” Jaxon added. “I couldn’t find any other books that mention anything about the Fire God.”I slid my fingers closer, then stopped. My hand hovered over it.Maybe I should wait for the King to open it.I glanced sideways at him. He wasn’t smiling. Right now, his mouth was set, sharper than his eyes.“So,” I said, because silence was worse. “This book takes us where, exactly?”Jaxon looked at me for a long second before he shook his head and answered.“The Fire God’s territory.”My throat tightened.“Is it another planet?” I asked, pursing my lips.“No one knows.”I nodded. “Figures.”The King finally turned to me, a thoughtful look on his face. “Y
Aegis's POV I pulled my hand back and stared at it like it had insulted me.It lay in front of me on the granite countertop of the pack’s kitchen, quiet and innocent-looking. A dark metal chain with a small red stone in the center. No glow. No hum. Just there. Like it hadn’t nearly cooked my skin seconds ago.“Right,” I muttered. “Magic.” The quietness of Alpha Stephan’s pack echoed around me. Who in their right mind built their training grounds so far away from the pack house? Oh, that’s right.The wonderful, adulterous Alpha Stephan.I wrapped a cloth around my hand and picked it up again. This time, it stayed calm. No heat or reaction. That’s weird. Why can’t I touch it directly?I turned it over slowly, checking every link. How did such a small thing protect an Alpha from getting killed? Maybe it’s just lucky.But then again, I didn’t believe in lucky objects.I believed in patterns. And this necklace didn’t feel normal.I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture to Kara. Taking
Aegis's POVThe hall went quiet the moment I stepped inside.Every sound felt too loud anyway. The pack members’ boots on the stone floor of the trial hall. The scrape of chairs. The low breath in my chest that refused to slow down. The members parted to allow me to pass with sympathetic looks on their faces. I kept my shoulders straight as I walked to the front.The guards stood in the center of the hall with their hands bound. Their heads were lowered, but I could still see their faces. They were the same ones that led us to the cave.I stopped walking.The King stood beside Alpha Stephan. He was not sitting. His jaw was tight. His hands were locked behind his back like he was holding himself in place.He wanted them dead. That much was clear.The hall filled with the pack. No one talked. They watched the guards the way people watched a wound being cleaned. Curious. Uneasy and ready for it to be over.The King’s voice broke the silence.“Begin.”One of the elders stepped forward. He







