LOGINJAXONOn the second afternoon, Darius started singing again. "Don't," I said, without turning around."I haven't started.""You hummed the first note. I heard it.""That was a hiccup.""It was the opening of that song about the goat.""It's a very good song," Darius said with great dignity. "It has a chorus."Behind him, Tessa made a small, strangled noise that might have been a laugh. Corin walked at the rear with the patience of a man doing community service. "He's been humming it since the dry riverbed," he said. "I've counted forty-one verses.""There are only twelve," Darius said."You repeated the goat.""The goat is the heart of it."I closed my eyes briefly, counted to five, and kept walking.We'd been on the east road for a day and a half. Six scouts, two of Zeviar's wolves, and Darius. He had insisted on carrying the heaviest pack, and so far he'd hauled it with the cheerful stamina of a mule that had been promised snacks. He'd shared them, too, which I resented more than I
JAXONOn the second afternoon, Darius started singing again. "Don't," I said, without turning around."I haven't started.""You hummed the first note. I heard it.""That was a hiccup.""It was the opening of that song about the goat.""It's a very good song," Darius said with great dignity. "It has a chorus."Behind him, Tessa made a small, strangled noise that might have been a laugh. Corin walked at the rear with the patience of a man doing community service. "He's been humming it since the dry riverbed," he said. "I've counted forty-one verses.""There are only twelve," Darius said."You repeated the goat.""The goat is the heart of it."I closed my eyes briefly, counted to five, and kept walking.We'd been on the east road for a day and a half. Six scouts, two of Zeviar's wolves, and Darius. He had insisted on carrying the heaviest pack, and so far he'd hauled it with the cheerful stamina of a mule that had been promised snacks. He'd shared them, too, which I resented more than I
LYRAI didn't sleep.I lay fully dressed on top of the covers with the lamp on, staring at a crack in the ceiling and listening to Sky pace. Around three in the morning, she stopped pacing and simply lay down inside me, heavy and quiet. That was her way of telling me she was out of things to argue about."You were harsh," she said at last."I know.""He didn't deserve the leash comment.""I know.""He also wasn't entirely wrong." I pulled a pillow over my face and groaned into it. Sky, I felt, was enjoying herself a little too much.At first light I gave up, washed my face, and opened the door.Zeviar was sitting on the hallway floor with his back against the opposite wall and his head tipped sideways. His shirt was creased, one sleeve rolled up while the other hung loose. His hands rested open on his knees. He had fallen asleep with the stubborn, slightly offended look of a man who had decided to stay awake out of principle and lost.I stood there staring at him for a long moment. Th
ORION Dr. Sera kept us at the hospital for another hour, and during that hour I realized how much grief and exhaustion look alike from the outside.Lyra leaned against the corridor wall and stared at the ward door. No tears. No words. When a nurse handed her a cup of water, she held onto it for ten minutes without taking a single sip."The thread is gone," Dr. Sera said at last, wiping her hands clean. "I pulled out what I could. If there's any left in the tissue, I'll find it, but I doubt it." She looked over at Lyra, her voice softening. "Go home. Get something to eat. I mean it. I'll call if anything comes up.""I'll eat," Lyra replied, sounding like someone agreeing to an audit.By noon we were back at the villa, with the whole household gathered in the long sitting room. Ana had her folders spread across the coffee table. Mira stood over by the window, arms wrapped tight around herself. Jaxon and Darius took opposite ends of the sofa, leaving a careful two feet of cushion betwee
LYRAI pulled my chair in until my knees bumped the edge of the mattress.Up close, he looked even older. The deep lines around his mouth had carved in deeper overnight, and his skin had that waxy sheen I’d seen on dying wolves back in the training yard, the kind that meant the body had finally given up the fight. As I settled in, the dark mark on his throat pulsed once, like something lying in wait and listening."Say it," I said. "Whatever you have to tell me.""The place is Hollow Vale."I didn't flinch. I'd known that name for weeks now, reading it on Ana's pages until the ink blurred together. "We know the name. We've just never been able to locate it. Every record Ana tracked down ended in a shell company and a post office box.""Because that's exactly how it was set up." He took a slow, careful breath. "Go east past the old border road, past the third ridge. There's a dry riverbed on the far side. Follow it until the trees stop growing in neat rows. They're planted, Lyra. Someo
LYRAThe ward was quieter than I expected.It was one long room with six beds, and five of them were empty. Morning light cut through the high windows in flat grey bars, and a monitor by the last bed clicked out a slow, steady rhythm. Lucius lay propped against two pillows, a white blanket pulled right up to his chest. The mark on his throat looked darker than it had last night, like someone had traced a line with ink and pressed down hard.He turned his head when I walked in. Even that little movement looked like it took a lot out of him."You look dreadful," I said. It was honestly the only thing that popped into my head."I've been told it's an improvement." His voice came out as a dry scrape. "Sit. Please. I'd stand up, but your doctor threatened to tie me down."I pulled the chair over and sat. Sky felt quiet under my ribs, watchful in that same way she had been ever since the clearing. I didn't try talking to her. I just let her be."Dr. Sera says you don't have long," I told hi







