LOGINAlaric’s POVI woke to the faint sound of movement outside the room.For a moment, I did not recognise the ceiling above me. I stared at the dark wooden beams and listened to the quiet footsteps beyond the door. Then I turned my head and took in the familiar curtains, the small table near the window, and the neatly arranged belongings.Cressida’s chambers.The memory began to return in fragments. The mine. The infected worker. His unnatural strength. The bite that had torn into my hand and the black veins spreading along my arm. I quickly pushed the blanket aside and lifted my hand. The moment my gaze dropped to it, my entire body went rigid.“What the hell?” I whispered. “There’s no bite mark.”I turned my hand over, examining my palm and wrist. The skin was smooth, without a mark or even a faint scar. I touched the place where the worker’s teeth had broken through my flesh, certain I would find some trace of it. Nothing.I sat up quickly and pulled the collar of my shirt aside. M
Cressida’s POVThe journey to Ravenrock Keep felt longer than it should have.The old fortress stood beyond the northern settlement, built into the side of a rocky hill and surrounded by thick pine trees. It had once served as a border stronghold. Few people visited the place, and the guards stationed along its stone walls made it clear that strangers were rarely welcome.My thoughts remained in my chamber, where Alaric lay burning with fever. I could still see the dark veins spreading beneath his skin. “He will be all right,” Finn’s voice pulled me back to the present.I turned towards him. “How can you be so certain that I’m thinking about Alaric?”“Because I can see how worried you are for him, my lady,” he said quietly. “It’s clearly written across your face.”I quickly looked away, pretending the matter was not worth discussing.“I am not worried.” My throat tightened. “I only want to make sure Alaric survives because he saved my life. That is all. If he hadn't pulled that infec
Cressida’s POVI barely had time to raise my arm before he lunged again, his teeth snapping dangerously close. His mouth opened, revealing teeth stained with blood, and he dragged me closer with a strength unlike anything I had ever seen before.“Get off her!” Alaric shouted He wrenched the infected worker away from me and shoved me back so hard that I stumbled into Finn. Before I could regain my balance, Alaric had placed himself between us, his broad shoulders blocking my view of the man.“Stay behind me, Cressida,” he ordered.The infected worker barely seemed to notice the pain. He twisted in Alaric’s grip and swung at him with a violent, jerking movement. Alaric ducked, drove his fist into the man’s jaw, and sent him crashing against a wooden support.I expected him to stay down. Instead, he pushed himself upright almost at once. His head hung at an unnatural angle, and dark veins crawled beneath the skin of his neck. A low, broken sound came from his throat as he charged again.
Cressida’s POVPush him away, Cressida.That was the first thought that crossed my mind as Alaric held me against him. His arm remained firm around my waist, pulling me close enough that I could feel the warmth of his body. His face hovered dangerously close to mine, his eyes holding my gaze for a moment before slowly dropping to my lips. The way his gaze lingered there sent an unexpected flutter through my stomach. I quickly looked away, silently cursing myself for noticing. I had faced the Council without lowering my head, yet standing in his arms was somehow making me forget how to behave.“Why is your heart beating so fast, Cressida?” Alaric’s voice was teasing. “I can’t hear it.”I cleared my throat and pulled away from his hold. “Perhaps you should stop listening to things that do not concern you.”“Does my concern make you nervous?”“Don’t flatter yourself.”At those words, a quiet laugh escaped him. Alaric was still smiling when a scream tore through the training grounds. Ev
Cressida’s POVCLANG!The sword struck Finn’s with a sharp sound. I barely gave him time to recover before I swung again. He blocked the blow, but the force sent him stumbling backwards across the packed earth.“Cressida,” he warned, raising his sword. “Take it easy.”“I am taking it easy.”Finn glanced at the sword in my hand, then at the shallow cut on his sleeve. “If this is your easy pace, I would rather not see the other one.”I ignored him and attacked.My arms were beginning to ache, but the discomfort was welcome. It gave me something else to focus on besides the Council and the foolish men who had laughed at me. The patrol guards were returning with strange symptoms. Something was happening beyond the territory, and they had treated my warning like a ridiculous tale.I struck Finn’s sword again.He barely managed to block it. “Cressida please. You are going to break my arm if you keep swinging like that.”“Then block properly.”I swung again. Finn stepped aside, caught my bl
Cressida’s POVElder Theron Blackthorn, the oldest Council member seated at the centre of the long table, leaned back in his chair, his laughter echoing through the room.“Black veins beneath the skin?” he repeated. “And you expect us to believe this is some great threat?”A few others joined him.Heat crept up my neck. I tightened my hands at my sides, forcing myself to stay calm. I had expected doubt, but I had not expected them to laugh as if I had walked into the chamber to entertain them.“I am not asking you to believe me without proof,” I said calmly. “I am asking you to investigate what has happened to the patrols and the survivors who returned.”“Patrols go missing,” another council member replied. “Rogues attack our borders every season. This is nothing new.”“Then why are the survivors returning with the same strange symptoms?” I turned sharply towards him. “Why are their veins turning black?”The man waved a hand. “They may have been poisoned, or even suffered injuries. Th







