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Chapter 11: The Reckoning
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The battle was over.David was gone. That sanctuary became a battlefield, just as it should have been a sanctuary, and instead, it lay silent beneath the weight of all we had lost. The war — the one that had shaped my life, the one that had molded me — was over.And yet, I felt no peace.I was on the balcony of my childhood house, looking out at the city that used to be my world. The skyline loomed ahead of me, twinkling lights blinking in the distance, cars moving like veins pumping life into the streets. To them, nothing had changed. They had no knowledge of the war waged in the shadows, the lives lost, the blood spilled.”They didn’t know me.The wind was pulling my hair, and it was cold against my skin, but I hardly felt it. My hands lay on my stomach — a habit, now, an unconscious need to shield the life inside me. My child. The sole piece of this ground that really mattered now.The door behind me creaked open, and I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Maxwell. His presenc
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The silence hung between us, thick and stifling. Elias waited patiently as if he already knew how I would respond. As if he thought I should fall in line, that I would embrace the mantle of power the Council had so graciously put at my feet.But I wasn’t the girl they imagined. Not anymore.I crossed my arms and kept my face neutral. “You want me to lead? Lead what, exactly?”Elias smiled, but there was a calculating look in his eyes. “A new order, Miss Weber. The world is changing. Supernatural forces are growing bolder, more reckless. With the Blackwoods now gone, there is a vacuum. The Council believes that you hold the balance.”Maxwell scoffed beside me. “Balance? You mean control.”Elias fixed his piercing stare on him. “Control is balance. Would you prefer chaos?”My fingers dug into my arms. “Why me? You have your own enforcers. You have your rules and your traditions. Why come to me now?”Elias’s smile finally disappeared, and when he spoke again, his voice was smooth yet fir
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The heaviness of my decision crushed my chest even after the words were out of my mouth. Maxwell’s hand was still in my hand, warm, steady, grounding. But his grip was my tension, his words unspoken.He exhaled slowly. “So, what now?”I turned to face him completely, looking in his eyes for the slightest hint of hesitation, of doubt. But there was none. Only quiet resolve.“Now,” I said, my voice steady even as inside I was swirling with chaos, “we go to them.”Maxwell’s jaw tightened. “Lena—”“I know what you’re going to say,” I interrupted, squeezing his fingers. “But you need to trust me.”His expression darkened. “That’s not the problem. The problem is them. The Council does not give power without receiving something in return.”I swallowed hard. “I’m aware.”“I was like, ‘Then what are we doing here?’ He retracted his hand and desperately ran his fingers through his hair. “You know how they operate. They do not see you as a human being but as a weapon. “They don’t want to follow
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