Mag-log inSo she would not die. Lillia echoed in her mind. Not today. Then, something stronger coiled suddenly around her neck, tightening painfully as her voice escaped in a strained sound. “Ame… Lia—please—” Before Lillia could react, a violent force wrenched her away, dragging her into the darkness. Her fingers tore free of Amelia’s grasp, clutching only a ripped fragment of fabric as she was pulled farther and farther away. Lillia watched as Amelia receded into the distance, swallowed by the void, while the coldness and hostility around her deepened, pressing in from all sides. Her body was tossed and dragged as multiple unseen forces fought to claim her. The air grew thick with a foul stench, suffocating her senses as she was pulled deeper into the void, deeper toward a point of no return. But as her strength began to wane, Lillia closed her eyes, her breathing slowing to quiet as she reached inward toward Fenris. Fenris… I know you’re weak. But I know you’re still here. If you would give your last strength to save me, then I will give mine to save her. And if we perish… then we perish together. I cannot exist in a world without you, because you are part of me as I am part of you. Without you, something in me is lost forever. I am nothing without you. For a breathless moment there was nothing but coldness. Then—warmth flickered, then surged deep within, enveloping her as Fenris stirred. A faint whimper echoed in her mind, followed by a quiet voice. “Then… let us kick death in the teeth one last time.” —To be continued. >>>click to read<<<🪄✨
view moreThe world slowed to a terrifying stop, and instantly, all sounds became muffled around him as his gaze held the carriage door, unmoving. Behind him, hurried hoof beats shattered the silence, but Regaleon did not hear it. Shane and Garett, who had been following in hot pursuit, emerged through the thinning mist, but the instant the dreadful scene revealed itself to them, the urgency in their voice died before they could even release it. “Alpha…” Shane started to speak but held himself as his eyes caught and narrowed at Regaleon.Neither he nor Garett had expected to see their King frozen before an abandoned carriage despite the devastating sight. Yet, neither dared to disturb him further, especially when Shane caught the black crest on the carriage door. Shane only gestured at Garett, halting him from speaking, but even the movement barely registered with Regaleon as he silently descended from Midnight, his boots meeting the blood-soaked earth without haste.As he walked toward the
The Rogue Lands had always been the personification of danger for all who ventured into it.It was a land untouched by civilization, ruled by rogue clans… outlaws that believed that conquest was the only law worth obeying; that leadership belonged to the strongest, and ruthlessness was mercy for the weak.Kingdoms had attempted to conquer the Rogue Lands for centuries, yet, every campaign ended the same way… with retreat.This was because the outlaws knew the terrain better than any invading army ever could, forcing neighboring kingdoms to abandon the dream altogether.Borders were instead established, guarded day and night by sentinels tasked with ensuring the outlaws remained within their untamed wilderness.But the outlaws had never sought expansion beyond those borders. They relished their freedom too greatly to give it up for greed. Instead, they turned the wilderness into a land where no crown ruled, no laws existed, and survival alone determined a man’s worth.As a result of th
For several moments after Lord Cedric left, no one spoke. It was almost as though he had taken the very air within the meeting chamber with him. Only the first rays of sunlight creeping through the stained-glass windows, washing the mahogany table in streaks of amber and crimson, dared disturb the silence. Soon enough, the sound of food carts slowly broke the silence as maidens trooped into the chamber to serve tea. But the group were still much too stunned to react. The Chief Justice was the first to recover. He pushed up his spectacles before he slowly picked up the porcelain cup to his lips, and when he brought it down, he stood. “Until Veil Night.” He said at last and picked up the parchment. “I will hold this as evidence.” Then, he made his way toward the doors. The High Treasurer followed soon after, straightening the embroidered cuffs of his robes. His emotionless farcade more evident than ever. With just Elder Montclair and Greyson now left, neither spoke immediatel
For one extended heartbeat, no one spoke while Elder Montclair’s words settled slowly over the meeting chamber like an unseen noose, tightening around every throat present.Perhaps… It is time Wolfsbane remembered that no bloodline is irreplaceable. The silence that followed was unlike any that had settled over the room before, even with the Lord Marshal’s icy presence. It had slowed the space to an abrupt stop.Then, all at once, the ice shattered brutally.“What—did you just say?” Despite the sudden raise in his voice, it wavered slightly as his slender fingers instinctively tightened around the bridge of his spectacles, as though he questioned whether his ears had deceived him.“Did you know the implications of what you just said?”Beneath his spectacles, his eyes bulged. Perhaps from shock…
Maera froze as a sharp intake of breath from the other maidens followed. “Forgive me, my lady, but that… that won’t be possible,” She said, carefully choosing her words this time. “You cannot approach his Majesty unless summoned.” Fenris scoffed. He can’t be serious, can he… really? Only one way
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The gala dragged on in a blur. By then, the heavy silence had lifted, replaced by lively music that soon filled the hall with laughter, and little by little, the noise grew again. However, it never changed the assessing and scrutinizing eyes fixed on Lillia. After she sat, the herald
The sun had long dipped below the horizon, leaving the castle bathed in the soft, amber glow of lanterns, and Lillia stood before the mirror, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders, gleaming like threads of moonlight as she watched her reflection. She was no more the fragile girl who had fal






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