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Chapter fifty eight

작가: F . Elira Dorian
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-09-15 04:14:35

The storm had not eased. It raged above them like the sky itself was tearing apart, lightning clawing across the clouds, thunder shaking the earth beneath their feet. Evelynn pressed her hand to her chest, feeling the fire pulse in frantic rhythm, restless, desperate, alive.

Cassian’s words still burned in her ears. You were never meant to wield it. The fire is mine.

But even as his voice echoed, even as his shadowed form lingered across the battlefield, Evelynn knew something deeper—something older—stirred inside her. The fire didn’t belong to Cassian. It didn’t belong to anyone. It had chosen her.

Aiden’s hand brushed hers. It was only a touch, fleeting, but enough to steady the storm inside her. His gaze found hers through the chaos—fierce, unyielding, and full of the promise he had never once broken: You are not alone.

“Whatever happens,” Evelynn whispered, her throat raw, “don’t let me lose myself.”

His lips curved into something sharp, almost a smile, though his eyes betrayed th
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  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter seventy two

    The cabin felt heavy this morning, like it was holding its breath. Evelynn woke stiff, the fire in her veins humming gently, almost like it was impatient. She swung her legs over the bed, shivering at the cold stone. Something told her today wouldn’t be quiet. Something told her the shadows were still out there, just waiting.Aiden was at the window, leaning against the frame, eyes scanning the forest. He didn’t even turn when she stirred. “Couldn’t sleep?” he asked.“Maybe… or maybe I just didn’t want to,” she said, rubbing at her eyes. Her throat felt tight. “Thinking. About last night. The fire… the shadows. Everything.”He finally looked at her, that faint smile she could almost trust. “You’re stronger than you think. You faced it. You’ll face it again.”She wanted to believe that. She really did. But her stomach twisted. “I hope so,” she muttered, more to herself than him.The elder’s voice came, low and sharp, slicing through the quiet. “Enough hesitation. Today, you leave the c

  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter seventy one

    ⸻Evelynn woke before dawn, the cabin dim and still around her. The fire in her veins pulsed gently, like a quiet heartbeat reminding her it was alive, watching, waiting. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, shivering as the cold stone floor pressed against her feet.Aiden was already awake, sitting by the window, silver eyes scanning the forest outside. He didn’t turn when she spoke. “Couldn’t sleep?”“I’m… thinking,” she admitted. “About last night. About controlling it, controlling me. What if I make a mistake?”He finally looked at her, a small, reassuring smile tugging at his lips. “Then we fix it. Together. You didn’t fail last night. You faced it. You commanded it. That’s more than most could ever do.”Evelynn bit her lip. “It’s not enough. There’s still so much I don’t understand. The fire… the shadows… the creatures. And that elder—they didn’t tell me everything. There’s more, isn’t there?”Aiden rose and crossed the room, closing the distance between them. He took he

  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter seventy

    The ruins behind them were quiet now, but Evelynn could still feel the tremor of the night, like the world itself was holding its breath. The shadow-creature had gone, but she knew it—or something like it—was out there. Waiting. Watching.Aiden stayed close, his silver eyes scanning the trees around them. “We can’t stay here,” he said quietly. “The fire protects you, yes, but these ruins… they won’t. Others will come. They’re drawn to it, too.”Evelynn nodded, rubbing her arms as the cool night air brushed against her skin. The fire in her veins still pulsed, warm and alive. It felt… steady now. Contained. But it hummed like a warning. “Then where do we go?”Aiden hesitated, jaw tight. “There’s someone who can help. An elder. One of the first humans to study the wolves. They’ve seen what the fire can do—and what happens if it’s left unchecked.”She frowned. “And you trust them?”“I trust them because they understand what’s at stake. And right now, we need all the help we can get.”The

  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter sixty nine

    The ruins were quiet now, but the silence was sharp, like a held breath that could shatter at any moment. Evelynn stood at the center of the chamber, her fingers still tingling from the contact with the dais, the fire within her humming with a newfound clarity. The guardian wolf of flames paced at her side, its heat radiating like a shield, a reminder that her power was no longer something she feared—it was something she commanded.Aiden watched her closely, every muscle taut, every sense alert. “You did it,” he murmured, his voice soft but firm. “You control it. You’re ready for whatever comes next.”She forced a shaky laugh, though her heart still raced. “Doesn’t feel like it. Feels… like it’s only just begun.”And she was right.A sudden movement at the edge of the chamber made her spin. Shadows twisted unnaturally, stretching and writhing, forming shapes that shouldn’t exist. The air thickened, cold and suffocating, and Evelynn’s pulse spiked. The fire within her surged, instincti

  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter sixty eight

    The ruins had fallen silent again, but it was not a comforting silence. The shadows lingered in the corners of Evelynn’s vision, curling like smoke around broken stone, whispering secrets older than memory. Her legs ached from the strain of holding the fire, but the exhaustion was nothing compared to the coil of anticipation tightening in her chest.Aiden led her deeper into the heart of the ruins, past crumbled pillars and walls etched with sigils older than time itself. “The answers we need,” he murmured, “aren’t going to find us if we wait. We have to go to them.”Evelynn’s pulse quickened. “And if what we find isn’t safe?”He glanced at her, silver eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. “Then we make it safe. Together.”They stepped into a chamber at the center of the ruins, a space dominated by a circular stone dais, its surface engraved with intricate patterns that pulsed faintly with the same energy that coursed through her veins. The air here was heavy, thick with the weight o

  • The Fire That Chose Me    Chapter sixty seven

    The ruins seemed to breathe around them, every broken stone and shattered archway alive with the memory of what had been. Evelynn’s hand trembled in Aiden’s as they stepped over roots and debris, the moonlight catching on the silver threads in his hair, making him look unreal—like a guardian born from the shadows themselves.“Do you really think this place will help us?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper.Aiden didn’t answer immediately. He moved with careful precision, every step deliberate, every sense alert. “It will,” he said finally, his silver eyes scanning the ruins as if they could cut through centuries of dust and stone. “If we know how to listen.”Evelynn swallowed hard. She hated that she believed him—hated that part of her craved the certainty his presence brought—but she did. Every time she glanced at him, she felt a tether, a pulse of warmth that anchored her to the world even as it twisted into something dangerous.The heart of the ruins loomed ahead: a courtyard

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