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BLOODY DEAL IV

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Sleazy's eyes narrowed to slits as he regarded Marcus. "Tell your bitch to watch his tongue before I rip it out of his throat, Steve," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that sent chills down Emma's spine.

Steve remained unmoved, his posture relaxed despite the escalating tension. "Let's get back on track, Sleazy," he said, his face expressionless. It was as if he were discussing the weather rather than negotiating with a pack of violent werewolves. "I was telling you about how dangerous it is for you, considering that we are very desperate."

Confusion flickered across Sleazy's face, quickly replaced by disbelief. "You do realize that we outnumber you, Steve?" he asked, gesturing to his men who had begun to form a loose semicircle behind him.

"I am aware of my odds, Sleazy," Steve replied calmly. He tilted his head slightly. "Are you aware of yours?"

For a moment, silence reigned. Then Sleazy laughed—an ugly, grating sound that bounc

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  • The Healer's Bond    231. FROST BITES

    Emma had seen wounds before—deep lacerations, burns, infected cuts oozing poison—but nothing like this.She hovered over Steve’s exposed chest, her hands trembling slightly as she stared down at the jagged gashes across his torso. At first, they seemed like ordinary battle wounds—shallow slices where ice-blades had raked his skin—but beneath the surface, strange blue veins were branching outward, like frost creeping along glass. Every pulse of his heart seemed to carry the cold further.“Emma?” Steve’s voice was hoarse, but steady. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“I’ve seen something worse,” she murmured. “There are active frost bites in your cuts. They’re not just slowing your healing—they’re freezing your regenerative ability.”She leaned closer, brushing her fingers along the edge of a wound. The skin was cold—unnaturally cold—and the surrounding tissue looked more like permafrost than living flesh.“It hurts like hell, too,” Steve muttered, forcing a grin even as he winced. H

  • The Healer's Bond    230. DOWNGRADED

    DOWNGRADED. The last thing he remembered was blinding light. Then the next thing that surprised him was the pain. It was jarring and unexpected. The pain was new and it was something he had never felt before. In fact, he had never felt much of anything since he had existed. He had no recollection of where he was and as he looked down at himself, he saw that he was... human. The reality of it made him dizzy and he almost passed out from the panic that went through him. He was sitting up right on a very soft bed and his eyes hurt. Why did his eyes hurt? Why did everything hurt. Was this what it felt like to be human? The room had a familiar smell. Which also surprised him. He looked around as he tried to remember where he had perceived the scent from but even his mind was too foggy and slow. He had always loved the way his mind functioned at a supernatural pace but n

  • The Healer's Bond    229. AGAINST THE COLD.

    Outside the Walls Later that afternoon, Emma stood beside Sarah in the outer courtyard, watching engineers and volunteers stack barrels of fire-dust, line the roads with Emberstone fragments, and etch protective glyphs across doors and archways. Sarah looked thinner, but her eyes were sharp again. “The virus,” she said, “is reacting to climate triggers. If we can spike the ambient heat before the Legion arrives, we can delay their advance.” Emma frowned. “Sterling Creek doesn’t have enough Ember to heat the entire valley.” Sarah gave a crooked smile. “Not yet.” Emma looked sideways. “What are you planning?” Sarah reached into her coat and pulled out a wrapped bundle of notes—pages filled with formulas, diagrams, blood sigils, and fragments of lost Alliance tech. “This,” Sarah said, “is a prototype. Something from the early Cryo Wars. It’s called a Solar Core. Designed to draw light into a single burst of radiant energy. One ignition... and the surrounding area burns for hours.

  • The Healer's Bond    228. THE SOVEREIGN STIRS

    He did not blink. He did not breathe. He did not need to. The Frost Sovereign stood at the heart of the Cradle of Stillness, an ancient citadel buried beneath glacial caverns and reinforced by runes that predated kingdoms and kings. Here, time did not flow. It waited. Across the vast circular chamber, dozens of his progeny moved with precise, synchronized steps—never speaking, never questioning. Some resembled men. Others were grotesque, built for war or harvest. And others still remained unborn, floating in pale fluid within icicle-thin stasis columns. Each had a role. Each had a purpose. None needed names. He watched them work—repairing conduits, encoding viruses, expanding the reach of the Stillness. The Frostline Range was no longer a boundary. It was becoming a womb. Behind him, Adrienne Kalt ap

  • The Healer's Bond    227. WHAT WE BROUGHT BACK

    The skies above Sterling Creek had never looked more golden.As Long's dragon wings carried them down across the southern ridge, the sun pierced through the high clouds in brilliant beams, washing the cliffs and towers of the settlement in warmth. From a distance, it looked like a kingdom at peace.But Emma felt none of it.She clutched the thick wrap tighter around Sarah’s shoulders as the dragon glided lower. Steve rode behind her, one arm around her waist, sword strapped to his back, his eyes narrowed and vigilant. None of them spoke during the descent.They had survived the Frostline Range.But they had not come back alone.---The ArrivalThe crowd gathered at the landing square before the dragon even touched ground.Marcus stood at the front, flanked by Elder Weaver and several of the remaining wardens. His relief was visible—but it was layered beneath something else.Worry.Long landed with a heavy beat of her wings. The air stirred with heat and ash, melting the snow that had

  • The Healer's Bond    226. COLLAPSE PROTOCOL

    Emma knew immediately after the first wave of frost soldiers had been killed off that it was far from over. Things were going to get much worse. She could feel it in her soul."It is almost like someone was expecting us to come here," her voice echoed as she spoke.Then it began. It began with a low vibration—barely perceptible—like a nervous breath before a scream. Then the ceiling cracked. One long, jagged line. Then another. And another. The Ember’s explosion had disrupted more than the frostspawn. It had destabilized the entire structure. Emma looked up as a pipe burst overhead, spilling freezing vapor that hissed on contact with the hot floor. Alarms blinked red along the shattered consoles. Emergency glyphs etched in the walls flared to life, speaking in a language she didn’t understand—but the meaning was obvious. Evacuate. Now. “Move!” she sho

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