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The deeper I went, the stranger it became.

At first, it was subtle. A flicker of recognition that I had recognized back in the Void after watching her last days and witnessing a part of her life she had left behind—a certainty without memory. I would know how something felt before I remembered when or why. My hands moved with moves I had never trained. My heart reacted to names I had never heard spoken aloud.

I knew things I could not remember learning.

Memories surfaced that were not mine. Or rather, not supposed to be mine.

Faces appeared when I closed my eyes. Voices followed me into waking hours. People I had never met, yet whose absence hurt like an old wound. I felt love, betrayal, devotion, rage, and longing layered so deeply that I could no longer tell where Maureen ended and Juno began. It was like I was waking up in my body, after a long sleep. It was haunting yet the truth.

Reading Maureen Caldert’s memoir was no longer like reading another person’s words.

It felt like rem
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  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0170

    Silverclaw. The pack I had grown up in. The place that had shaped me before Blackcroft, before power, before loss. In Blackcroft, it was forbidden to return to your homeland until you became an Apex Initiate. The rule had been drilled into me until it felt absolute. But I'm no longer in Blackcroft. I mean, I didn't count as a student if I had been left behind here for over ten years. And there were questions I had never answered. About Eve. About my father’s bloodline. About what had happened to the people who once called my name with disdain, and pushed me around for being a half-blood. I stood at the edge of Silverclaw Pack’s border, the moonlight painting the forest in silver and shadow. My heart thudded in my chest, heavy with anticipation, and a strange ache I hadn’t felt in years. Nyx coiled around my shoulders, hissing softly as if she was reminding me that I wasn’t entirely alone. Then, the absence of my wolf pressed against me, more intense than ever. I missed her mo

  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0169

    After that day, Veylor began to come often. Too often. He arrived without warning, stepping out of space as if he had always belonged on my balcony, the sea wind tugging at his dark hair, his overwhelming presence bending the air around him. He always brought something. Rare oils sealed in crystal vials. Books I had not asked for. Blades forged from metals I had never seen. Once, a cloak woven from night-silk that drank the cold from my skin the moment I touched it. And every time, without fail, he challenged me to fight him. He didn't demand an apology anymore. He didn't ask for permission to come and see me or give me any explanation. Just a quiet, dangerous smile and a question that was never really a question. “Use Darkill,” he would say, his piercing blue eyes glinting. “Show me what you’ve learned.” So I did. We fought on the cliffside until the sea roared beneath us, my blade singing as it cut through air and power alike. His magic pressed against mine like a living thin

  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0168

    The deeper I went, the stranger it became.At first, it was subtle. A flicker of recognition that I had recognized back in the Void after watching her last days and witnessing a part of her life she had left behind—a certainty without memory. I would know how something felt before I remembered when or why. My hands moved with moves I had never trained. My heart reacted to names I had never heard spoken aloud.I knew things I could not remember learning.Memories surfaced that were not mine. Or rather, not supposed to be mine.Faces appeared when I closed my eyes. Voices followed me into waking hours. People I had never met, yet whose absence hurt like an old wound. I felt love, betrayal, devotion, rage, and longing layered so deeply that I could no longer tell where Maureen ended and Juno began. It was like I was waking up in my body, after a long sleep. It was haunting yet the truth. Reading Maureen Caldert’s memoir was no longer like reading another person’s words.It felt like rem

  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0167

    High Chancellor Veylor lied to me.He betrayed my trust. He did not bring me anything—no food conjured by magic, no books, not even a visit disguised as concern. He stayed away completely, as if distance itself was a ward he cast and vowed never to break. The solitude I once longed for became a harsh reality, in the most painful way.I was alone in a beautiful treehouse overlooking an endless sea, with nothing but Darkill, my thoughts, and the slow rhythm of the waves to keep me company.In the beginning, it felt like freedom. Like peace. Like the silence-care I had earned after everything Blackcroft had taken from me.I stopped counting time after I cut my hair for the fifth time.It grew long again. Too long. Heavy down my back, tangled by salt wind and sweat. I remember cutting it once in rage. Once in grief. Once out of boredom. After that, I lost track. Three years. Five. Maybe more. The sun rose and fell. The sea never changed.It took me far too long to understand the truth.

  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0166

    “The undying beasts you encountered,” he went on, “were only the beginning. Without the journal’s return, they would have torn through the boundaries entirely. Blackcroft would have been overrun. Not challenged. Devoured.”I stared at the sea, suddenly seeing it differently. As a boundary. A warning.“You did what was necessary,” Veylor said. “And you did it without handing power to those who would misuse it.”His eyes flicked to me. “That is why you will survive this.”I pressed a hand to my chest, the ache there stabbing and relentless. “But Lucan—” I whispered.Veylor’s voice hardened. “If he truly cares for you, he will endure this. If not, then better you learn that now.”The words hurt. But they rang with an ugly truth.I turned back to the Abyssal Verge, the wind whipping against my skin, and my fire stirring uneasily beneath my ribs.I had wanted answers. Power. Control.Now I had all three.And ten years alone with them.Veylor’s deep, commanding voice cut through the roar o

  • Ascend or Be Consumed   0165

    A low, bestial growl ripped through the chamber.It was not merely sound. It was a command.The Nexus shuddered as ancient vampiric power detonated outward, a cold so absolute it swallowed heat itself. The pale-blue flames recoiled, bending away as though afraid to exist in his presence. Eryx awakened.The coffin lay open behind him like a discarded shell, and he rose slowly, deliberately, as if savoring the moment after centuries of silence. Shadows clung to his form, sliding over hard muscle and ink-dark veins, reluctant to release him. His power was not sharp or violent. It was suffocating. He was full of cockiness. A predator who was certain that everything around him already belonged to him.Lord Eryx.Veylor moved without ceremony, tossing a sealed bag of blood toward him. Eryx caught it instinctively, his fingers tightening around it as he lifted it to his nose. He inhaled once.Then dropped it.“Juno,” he said, extending a hand, power curling around the syllables of my name

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