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254. A Season of Thaw

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The first morning after the fall of the Frost Sovereign arrived in quiet layers—sunlight dripping like honey over the thawing pines, golden birdsong tentatively filling the air like a tentative apology. Emma stood on the veranda of the old Council House, bundled in a light fur coat, her breath forming harmless clouds in the crisp but warming air. For the first time in weeks, she could feel the warmth on her skin—not the internal fire of her Ember Heart, but real, true warmth from the sky.

Sterling Creek was healing.

The war was over.

But recovery was a different kind of battle.

Beneath her, the pack grounds buzzed with motion—children laughing as they splashed in muddy puddles, warriors dragging broken beams from damaged homes, and the scent of baking bread drifting out from makeshift ovens. She could hear the low creak of wooden wheels as carts loaded with supplies rattled past. Not long ago, this entire valley had been encased in ice.

Emma’s gaze drifted toward the place where the H
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  • The Healer's Bond    254. A Season of Thaw

    The first morning after the fall of the Frost Sovereign arrived in quiet layers—sunlight dripping like honey over the thawing pines, golden birdsong tentatively filling the air like a tentative apology. Emma stood on the veranda of the old Council House, bundled in a light fur coat, her breath forming harmless clouds in the crisp but warming air. For the first time in weeks, she could feel the warmth on her skin—not the internal fire of her Ember Heart, but real, true warmth from the sky.Sterling Creek was healing.The war was over.But recovery was a different kind of battle.Beneath her, the pack grounds buzzed with motion—children laughing as they splashed in muddy puddles, warriors dragging broken beams from damaged homes, and the scent of baking bread drifting out from makeshift ovens. She could hear the low creak of wooden wheels as carts loaded with supplies rattled past. Not long ago, this entire valley had been encased in ice.Emma’s gaze drifted toward the place where the H

  • The Healer's Bond    253. THE FROSTBLOODED GOD

    Emma leaned forward, pressing her forehead to his. “I don’t know what the final trial is.”“I do,” Steve said. His voice dropped, barely audible. “It’s him. The Frost Sovereign. The Citadel’s guardian. He won’t send another monster. He is the final monster.”She closed her eyes, letting the truth settle between them.Then Steve whispered, “And I’ll be right beside you when you face him.”Emma nodded.Her voice, when it came, was a whisper of flame: “Then we face him together.”And somewhere above them, the Sovereign felt her resolve.And smiled.The doors to the Trial Chamber groaned open—tall enough to admit a giant, etched with runes so old they pulsed like a heartbeat. Emma walked forward, flanked by Steve, Marcus, Long, and Sarah. The cold here was ancient. It wasn’t weather. It was memory.The room was carved from clear crystal ice, endlessly tall, ringed with jagged pillars that resembled frozen lightning. At its heart stood a solitary figure, back turned, robed in white so pure

  • The Healer's Bond    252. A FLAME IN THE FROST

    Emma stood in the silent chamber where the fourth trial had ended, her breath coming in slow, controlled bursts. The frost-bitten stone beneath her boots sizzled faintly from the heat she hadn't realized she was still giving off. Her hands trembled—whether from exhaustion or lingering adrenaline, she couldn’t tell.She’d survived.Barely.Her Ember Heart pulsed with residual energy, quiet now, like a volcano gone still after the eruption. But it wasn’t peace. It was waiting.She touched her chest lightly, just above her sternum. The pendant Marcus had given her—now cracked, half-melted—hung limply, unable to contain what had awakened inside her.“What was that?” Sarah whispered beside her, the awe in her voice nearly swallowed by the thick frost clinging to the chamber walls. “Emma… I’ve never seen you like that. That wasn’t medicine. That wasn’t logic. That was—”“Fire,” Emma said quietly, swallowing. “Not the kind you see in a camp or a lab. It felt… ancient.”Marcus approached fro

  • The Healer's Bond    251. THE HEART OF FROSTFIRE

    “Are you ready?” his voice rumbled, ancient and broken. “No,” Emma said truthfully, “but I will fight anyway.” The battle began without warning. He lunged with inhuman speed, swinging a jagged glaive wreathed in frost. Emma ducked, rolled, and countered with a burst of flame from her hands. The heat cracked the floor beneath her feet, but he raised his arm, absorbing the blast with his armor. Ice crawled over her shoulder as he backhanded her across the chamber. Emma skidded into a pillar. Pain exploded through her ribs. She gasped, fire sputtering in her lungs. Stay centered, she told herself. You are the balance. The enemy advanced again. His strikes were a rhythm of discipline and destruction—frost then fire, fire then frost. She recognized the tactic. The trial wasn't just to fight. It was to match. To mirror.

  • The Healer's Bond    250. ICE AND MEMORY

    Snow crunched under Emma Adam’s boots, though no real wind stirred the air. The silence inside the Frost Citadel was unnatural—not peaceful, not dead, just expectant. Like the walls were listening.The great corridor ahead of them stretched impossibly far, its arches taller than any cathedral she’d seen in the old world. Icicles hung like daggered chandeliers, suspended mid-melt but never dripping. Magic stilled time here. Or tried to.Long walked ahead, spear in hand, every movement precise. Steve walked beside Emma now, close enough that she could hear the subtle rasp in his breath. He still wasn’t fully healed, despite the Ember Heart’s efforts. The cold had embedded itself too deep.Sarah trailed behind, muttering calculations under her breath and watching the crystalline glyphs etched into the frosted walls. They pulsed faintly with blue light—as if reacting to their presence.“It’s reacting to you,” Sarah finally said, pointing to the glowing runes now mirroring the steady throb

  • The Healer's Bond    249. FORBIDDEN ART. II.

    Adam was trying his possible best to keep calm but he could not. He was wracked with a nervous energy and at the same time, he felt an intense excitement course through him.He had only been a human being for a few hours and he was not getting close to understanding how the human body functioned.His stomach had been growling non stop due to the hunger he was feeling and the confusing thing was how highly aroused he was.His nose was filled with this hot musky scent that drove him wild. He looked over at Priscillia and saw that she was neither flustered nor infected.What was happening to him?"What you are currently going through is know as lust and as long as you stay here, you will be experiencing it," Priscillia said.Adam swallowed nervously. "What is causing it?" He asked as he shifted nervously on the mahogany chair he sat on."I am," The alluring creature who was looking at him like he was food spoke up.Adam said nothing for a while as he studied the creature. "I feel like yo

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