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CHAPTER 10

ผู้เขียน: Muhammad Safana
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ELARA'S POV

I didn’t go home.

I told Kael I needed time, but what I really needed was answers.

The symbol wouldn’t leave my mind. The curve of it. The sharp edges. The way it seemed to pulse when

I’d looked at it too long in the strategy room. I had seen it before—etched carefully into the brittle pages

of my mother’s journal, hidden beneath years of dust and grief.

So instead of returning to my grandmother’s house, I slipped into the small storage room I saw on my

way here and locked the door.
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  • THE SCENT OF MY CURSE   CHAPTER 10

    ELARA'S POVI didn’t go home.I told Kael I needed time, but what I really needed was answers.The symbol wouldn’t leave my mind. The curve of it. The sharp edges. The way it seemed to pulse whenI’d looked at it too long in the strategy room. I had seen it before—etched carefully into the brittle pagesof my mother’s journal, hidden beneath years of dust and grief.So instead of returning to my grandmother’s house, I slipped into the small storage room I saw on myway here and locked the door.The journal lay heavy in my hands.My mother’s handwriting filled the pages. It was slanted, hurried in some places, elegant in others. Iflipped past the pages I didn't understand and notes written in languages I couldn’t read, all the pagesworn from me reading it over and over again. To feel closer to her. Now it was helping discover who Iwas. I found it.The symbol.My breath caught.“Found you,” I whispered.Beneath it, my mother had written:The Witches of Virelyn.I swallowed and kept

  • THE SCENT OF MY CURSE   CHAPTER 9

    ELARA'S POVI woke up warm. On the rough floor of the forest.Not just from the forest air or the pile of leaves beneath us, but from him.Kael lay behind me, his body curved around mine like he belonged there, one arm draped lazily over mywaist. His thumb traced slow, absent-minded circles against my skin, as if he was afraid I might disappearif he stopped touching me.We were naked.The realization didn’t embarrass me. It felt… right. Strange and terrifying, but right. The bond hummedsoftly beneath my skin. Not overwhelmingly so, just there. It was present and it was alive.I could feel him everywhere, like a quiet echo in my chest.I shifted slightly, testing the ache in my muscles. It wasn’t unpleasant. It was the kind of soreness thatreminded me of everything we did last night.Kael stirred behind me, his breath warm against my neck.“You’re awake,” he murmured.“Yes" I answered softly.Silence settled between us, not an awkward one heavy. Just thoughtful like we couldn’t ge

  • THE SCENT OF MY CURSE   CHAPTER 8

    KAEL’S POVThe scent of rogue blood was sharp in my nose, thick and wrong as I followed it deeper into the woods.This one had been careless and sloppy. He hadn’t masked himself well enough, and now he was payingfor it. He was trying to make ferals in the woods. But I found him on time.I found him crouched near a fallen tree, gnawing on something I didn’t care to identify. He spun aroundwhen he sensed me, eyes flashing, teeth bared and ready to attack.He jumped immediately and I didn’t hesitate.The fight was quick. If I could call it that.I ended him with a swift motion, snapping his neck and stepping back as his body collapsed into the dirt.These rogues are starting to get on my last nerve.My wolf paused. Shouting in my head.“Mate is near. Mate is near"A scent cut through the air. She is the same scent I have breathed in for the past week and couldn't get outof my head. I should leave. But my wolf did not let me.My breath hitched. Her.My wolf howled inside me, raw and fu

  • THE SCENT OF MY CURSE   CHAPTER 7

    ELARA’S POVI couldn’t breathe. My hands moved fast as I shoved clothes and toiletries in my duffel bag.Every thought circled back to the same truth. Kael could kill me. It was what he was doing. Why heapproached me with protection.He was more trained and experienced than I am. Raised by a man who believed bloodlines mattered morethan mercy. If he wanted me dead, it wouldn’t take any effort. Just a flick of his wrist and I am done. Ihave a wolf now but I barely know how that works. But I doubt that would change a thing.I pressed my palms to my temples, trying to calm the panic clawing through me.“How could you be so stupid?” I whispered to myself.“How could you trust him? Of course he never justwanted to protect you”The memories hurt now. I don't even know why it hurts this much. Is it because of the bond? Because weare fated?My grandmother’s soft snore drifted down the hallway, grounding and painful all at once. I glancedtoward her room, guilt settling heavy in my chest.

  • THE SCENT OF MY CURSE   CHAPTER 6

    ELARA’S POVThe morning sun woke me up and the breeze blew through the window. Wait… the window. I don'tremember opening the window yesterday. As a matter of fact I don't remember anything at all. I searchedthrough my memories of yesterday and the last one I remember was rejecting Kael.My heart twinged at the memory. But I wasn't going to think about it today. Maybe I went to drink.Every muscle in my body ached a deep, dull pain that settled into my bones. My limbs felt heavy, my eyesheavy, like I hadn’t slept at all. I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember thenight before. Nothing came to me.Not even a dream. And I don't remember falling asleep. My throat tightened.I pushed myself up slowly, wincing as pain shot through my shoulders. That was when I noticed myhands.They were filthy.Dirt was caked beneath my fingernails, dark and packed in like I’d been clawing at the ground. My breathhitched as I threw the covers off and looked down at myself.

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