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CHAPTER 115: DON’T FUCKING TEMPT ME

Auteur: Remi Winters

Date de publication: 2026-02-28 14:19:19

EMBER’S POV

It’s bigger than I expected — industrial, clearly some kind of converted warehouse, but someone has made an effort to make it livable.

There’s a couch, a kitchen area, a table covered in papers and tablets and what look like security reports.

Knox is standing at the counter with his back to me, dressed in fresh clothes, his hair still damp. He’s gripping the edge of the counter hard enough that his knuckles have gone white.

He turns when he hears me.

And stops.

His gaze travels down

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REBECCA LITTKE

Nathaniel, Queenie, or one of the Council told him.

Nikki

With his eyes remained by gold signifies Phantom is not fully under his control. Makes you wonder if that’s the reason he doesn’t want to be close to her right now.

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EMBER’S POV“So yes,” I say aloud, and Silas looks up, because he doesn’t know what I’m answering. But Knox does. Knox’s eyes find mine, and hold. “You asked if it’s worth it. Worth the war. Worth the carnage. Worth conquering a god.” I don’t look away from Knox. “Yes. He’s worth all of it. He’s worth every single bit of it, and more than I have to give.”Silas frowns, slow, and looks between the two of us, and something in his scarred face closes like he’s understood more than I said.“Goddess help you both,” Silas mutters, and then he pushes himself up out of his chair. “But wishes don’t open my doors. The house has delivered on its promise. It’s time to settle what’s owed. The toll you paid earlier was just to drag the truth out of my sister. But walking out of this mountain with that truth is another matter entirely. The Slaughterhouse does not let anyone keep what they came for for free. That’s the last law of this place. If you try to cross that threshold without paying, the hou
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EMBER’S POV“No.”It’s out of me before she finishes.“No. Absolutely not.” I’m shaking my head, my stomach turning at the thought. “I want nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with that man. You’ve described him to me for the last hour, Mother. He’s a snake who betrayed the woman who loved him, who tried to force you to kill me, who handed you to a hunt to save his own skin. He might be no different from you.” The words are gut-punching, and I don’t take them back. “You want me to walk into the East and shake hands with my monster of a father to murder a woman? I won’t. I won’t take a life, and I especially won’t take hers.” I meet the whole table. “Because here’s the thing none of you wants to say plainly. Isolde isn’t wrong. Not really. Her wolf was stolen from her line. Her crown is sleeping in me. If someone took my family’s whole legacy and hid it in a stranger’s child, I’d hunt it too. She’s cruel, and she’s dangerous, and she wants me dead — but she’s not wrong to see me as a th
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EMBER’S POV“You don’t want to wake her, Ember.”“I—”“Are you actually trying to get us killed?” She leans across the table, the fear back and as naked as the sun. “Listen to me, you foolish girl. There is no waking Sapphire without waking Isolde. You don’t get to just reach for that god without lighting a beacon across the entire East. The second you do, every single soul who ever carried that essence feels it—and the Queen feels it most of all. Waking your wolf is begging for an execution. It’s sending up a flare reading ‘yoo-hoo, here I am, come slaughter me.’ You cannot have one without the other. The very power you think you want is exactly what will pull your death right down on your head.” Her voice drops. “That is the trap of you. That is the trap Esmerelda saw the second you drew breath. The only thing in this world that can save you from Isolde is the exact thing that will bring her straight to your door.”The room has gone cold.“But I’ve already touched her,” I say slowly
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EMBER’S POVSilas lets out a violent growl, his chair scraping viciously against the stone as he steps forward, ready to tear her throat out for even suggesting it.But Knox holds up a single hand, stopping Silas dead in his tracks.Knox lets out a dark chuckle. It’s a sound entirely devoid of humour.“Nice try, Devika.” Knox shakes his head in dry amusement. “But I don’t negotiate for or with trash. Keep the name. I don’t need you to find the snake in my house. In fact, I’m far more delighted to know one exists. Espionage happens to be one of my favourite parts of being King.”Devika watches his face, and something almost like humour passes through her eyes.“Aren’t you even a little curious about Esmerelda, at least? She was quite fond of your house, you know. At the time, I couldn’t care about the Volkovs, but Isolde and her handpicked spies were more than interested. They were a part of the house.” A small, cruel shrug. “But I find I rather enjoy watching a king realise he’s been
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EMBER’S POV“So they gave up,” Devika says. “Esmerelda gave up. When the ritual failed the third time, she told me the truth, plainly, the way only she ever did. That the Maiden had chosen you and would not be moved, not by ritual, not by anything, and that meant there was only one thing left to do. If we couldn’t take the god out of you, we had to keep her asleep inside you. Forever. Buried so deep she never woke, never blazed, never gave Isolde a single thread to follow home.” Her eyes lift to mine, wet now. “That’s when the higher grade pills began, Ember. They knocked off most of your childhood memories. Everything your wolf had touched was simply beyond reach. And they made you useless. Not just weak, but too docile to lash out. Too docile to feel emotions strong enough to reach your wolf. I don’t know where I went wrong, or how you were able to break through and reach your wolf. But everything I did, I did to hide you. To keep a wolf leashed so that the most dangerous woman in t

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