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Chapter 13 — Baptism by Fire

Author: Sonie
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-24 04:24:05

Zoey’s POV

“Zachhhh!”

A young voice cries out, piercing through the roar of flames.

Buildings reduced to rubble.

Screams echo through the smoke-thick air.

Burnt corpses lie scattered across scorched ground.

Everything is ablaze.

And at the center of it all stands a little girl, her cheeks stained with soot and tears.

“It’s time, Zoey,” a mystical voice whispers through the inferno. “It’s time to awake.”

I bolt upright in bed, gasping. The panic is always the same—searing and suffocating. Not from reality, like Lily’s irritating wake-up calls, but from what’s coming.

Always at 6:37 a.m.

Like clockwork.

I slip out for my usual walk through the forest before sunrise. The fresh air helps... a little. I return to assist the kitchen staff with breakfast. Afterward, Lucien usually appears—our unspoken routine unfolding: hospital duties with Raven, quiet laughs, a semblance of peace. Then he disappears for training, and Raven and I are left to our own rhythm until dinner.

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