Se connecterPOV: SeraThe west gate alarm bell rang twice before I even reached the courtyard.Kieran was already moving, blade drawn, warriors converging from every direction toward the gate, and I broke into a run alongside him, the strange ache from the healing hut still lingering faintly beneath my ribs."Report," Alexei barked at the gate captain, arriving seconds behind us."Five figures approaching the gate, my lord. Robbed. Unarmed as far as we can tell. They are not running, not hiding. Just walking straight toward us like they expect to be let through."I reached the gate's edge and stopped short, staring at the five figures approaching slowly across the open field beyond Astra's walls, simple linen robes pale against the afternoon light, no weapons visible, no urgency in their measured pace."Do not open the gate," Kieran said sharply to the warriors stationed there. "Not until we know what we are dealing with."The moment the words left his mouth, I felt it, a shift in the air itself,
POV: SeraThe hut door slammed open before Kieran finished his sentence.Alexei burst through, blade already drawn, Lyra close behind him gripping her swollen belly with one hand. "Warriors at the west gate," he said, breathless. "Someone tried to force entry during the commotion. Using the birth as cover."Kieran was moving instantly, blade in hand, torn visibly between the threat and the room he did not want to leave. "How many.""Two. Both captured. No casualties." Alexei's eyes flicked to the infant still cradled in my arms, something grim settling over his expression. "They were asking about the child before we took them. Specifically about her eyes."Ice settled low in my stomach, the ancient recognition I had felt moments earlier now sharpening into something closer to alarm. "They knew before we did.""Someone is watching this hut," Kieran said. "Closely enough to know within minutes of her birth."Torin's arms tightened protectively around Ilsa and the space where his daug
POV: SeraThe scream tore through the healing huts loud enough to stop the entire market square.I was crossing toward the west gate when it hit, sharp and immediate, and every instinct in me snapped toward the sound before my mind caught up with what it meant. Kieran was already moving beside me, both of us breaking into a run toward the huts without exchanging a word."That is not a scream of pain," Kieran said as we neared, something easing slightly in his voice. "Sera, that is a birth."I slowed only slightly, heart still hammering, and pushed through the gathered crowd already forming outside the healing hut's entrance, warriors and Omegas alike drawn by the commotion, murmuring uncertainly among themselves."Whose child," someone in the crowd asked."Ilsa's," another voice answered. "The Silvermoon weaver. And Torin, the Shadowpine blacksmith. They have been together since the borders opened."The crowd's murmuring shifted immediately, a current of something between excitement
POV: Marcus The blade came at my throat before I'd even lifted my guard.I caught it on instinct, forearm snapping up to deflect the wooden practice sword before it connected, and stumbled back a step from the force behind the strike. The warrior across from me lowered her weapon immediately, sharp assessment in her eyes rather than concern."You are fast," she said. "Faster than most who train here. But you are still flinching before you block. That half second costs you."I straightened, catching my breath, studying the woman who had already bested me twice this morning. Captain Reya led the Silvermoon training grounds with a precision that reminded me nothing of the chaos I associated with combat from my years in captivity, every strike of hers deliberate, controlled, nothing wasted."I did not come here expecting to be humiliated before midday," I said, though there was no real complaint in it."You did not come here for the sparring at all," she said, an easy grin breaking thr
POV: SeraThe compartment held a single vial, dark liquid sloshing thick against glass, and Kieran's hand shot out to stop me before I could touch it."Do not," he said sharply. "Not until we know what it is."Alexei called for cloth immediately, wrapping the vial carefully before lifting it free of the shattered stone, and the moment it left the compartment, I felt Sovereign recoil inside me, an instinctive revulsion I had learned to trust completely since the vault."It is not poison," I said slowly. "It is worse. It feels like a curse waiting to be triggered.""Then it stays sealed and guarded until we understand it," Alexei said, already signaling warriors to secure the area. "Whoever placed this expected us to find it eventually. That means it was meant as a message, not an immediate attack."We spent the better part of an hour securing the site, warriors combing every remaining foundation stone for similar compartments, finding nothing further, though the unease from the discov
POV: SeraThe scaffolding collapsed before the warning shout even finished leaving my throat.I was crossing the site when I heard the crack, sharp and sudden, and turned in time to see an entire support beam give way, sending three warriors tumbling from the half built wall above. Silver flame gathered instantly in my palm, though there was nothing for it to do against falling wood and stone.Kieran reached the base of the scaffolding first, catching one of the falling men bodily before he struck the ground, while two Shadowpine wolves in their shifted forms leapt beneath the others, absorbing the fall against thick fur and muscle built exactly for this kind of impact."Report," Alexei barked, already crossing the site toward the wreckage."Beam gave out," one of the rescued warriors said, shaken but upright. "It should not have. That timber was inspected yesterday."I studied the broken beam, splintered wood pale against the dust, and something about the break caught my attention







