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306. Sacred and Mysterious.

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Sage.

"It would lose its divine and mysterious nature," Circe repeated her own words like she was tasting something bitter. "Do you know what happens to a thing once everybody can touch it?"

"It stops being special," I said.

"It stops being feared," she corrected. "Mystery is the only leash my sisters have ever had on you dogs. Take that away and what is left?" She gestured lazily toward the floor below us, toward the underground, toward all of it. "Chaos. Worse chaos than you already have."

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    Sage.I didn't have time to sit with my anger before Nessa found me again, this time with a tablet in hand and an expression I'd learned to be wary of."Two more," she said."Two more what?""Two more patients presenting the same way. Threads under the skin, fever that won't break, complaints about hearing a bond hum that shouldn't exist. One's a teenage girl, unclaimed. The other's an Omega in his sixties, widowed, no living bond at all."My stomach dropped. "That rules out anything to do with an actual mate connection.""That's what I thought too.""Bring me their charts. And get me back into that exam room, I want to run the nerve study on the first patient before anything changes."She fell into step beside me as I moved through the hall, tablet balanced against her forearm, scrolling. "There's something else.""Of course there is.""The teenage girl's mother said it started two days after a Rift tremor was reported near their farm. Small one. Didn't even make regional news."I st

  • The Mate They Threw Away   334. Threads in the Dark I.

    Sage.The Sanctuary smelled the way it always did, antiseptic layered over something warmer underneath, herbs drying in the rafters, the low hum of the ward machines. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it until I was standing in the doorway of Exam Room Two, looking at a patient I didn't recognize."Male, mid-twenties, presented two days ago," said Nessa, my head nurse, flipping through his chart without looking up. "Fever that won't break, tremors in the hands, and he keeps saying he can hear his own bond humming even though he's never been claimed.""That's not possible," I said."I know it's not possible. That's why I paged you the second you crossed the gate."The young man on the table was pale, sweat-slicked, staring at the ceiling like it had wronged him personally."Hey," I said gently, crouching beside him. "I'm Dr. Winters. Can you tell me what you're feeling?""Threads," he rasped. "Under my skin. Moving.""Threads.""You'll think I'm insane.""I promise I won't." I reac

  • The Mate They Threw Away   333. Cliffside and the Waking Rift II.

    Sage.It happened three hours later, while I was standing at the window watching the water turn black under the moon.The pressure came first. A tightness behind my eyes, like the air itself had thickened. Then the taste,metallic, sharp, like biting down on foil. My chest pulled inward, a sensation I couldn't place until it sharpened into something unmistakable: a pull. Like a hook set behind my sternum, drawing toward something far away."Dominic." My voice came out strange, thinner than I meant it to.He was across the room in a second, hands on my shoulders, turning me to face him. "What's happening."

  • The Mate They Threw Away   332. Cliffside and the Waking Rift I.

    Sage.I found Dominic in the study an hour after Argos left, staring at a map spread across the desk like it might rearrange itself if he glared hard enough."You're not actually reading that," I said."I'm reading it fine.""You've been on the same corner of it for ten minutes."He looked up, caught. "Fair."I pulled the chair opposite him and sat, resting my elbows on the desk. "I need to see them, Dominic.""See who.""You know who."He set down his pen slowly. "The triplets.""Yes." My voice cracked a little on the word and I hated it. "I haven't held them in weeks. I keep telling myself there's a good reason. Council audits, Saturn, Thorne, whatever comes next. But every reason feels smaller than the fact that Liam is probably walking better now and I wasn't there to see it happen.""He is," Dominic said quietly. "Walking better."I stared at him. "You've seen them.""Argos sends updates. I didn't want to tell you unless you asked, because I know what it does to you to hear it s

  • The Mate They Threw Away   331. What the Dying Man Saw II.

    Sage.Argos found us still at the window an hour later, a folder tucked under one arm, his expression doing that thing where it gave away nothing at all."You two look like you've been up all night solving the world's problems," Argos said."Just one problem," Dominic said. "We haven't gotten to the rest of them yet.""There's always a rest of them." Argos set the folder on the counter. "Reports from the coalition scouts who went through the collapsed portal sites. Tartarus. What's left of it."I straightened. "And?""And it's worse than rumor suggested." Argos slid a photograph across the counter, grainy, taken from a distance, of a landscape that looked scorched and wrong, red sky bleeding into black earth. "Whole regions burned to glass. Populations gone. Not evacuated. Gone."I looked at Dominic. He was very still, staring at the photograph without touching it."You did this," I said quietly to him. It wasn't quite an accusation. It wasn't quite not one either."That's the story,"

  • The Mate They Threw Away   330. What the Dying Man Saw

    Sage.I found him in the kitchen before sunrise, standing at the counter with a mug he wasn't drinking from."You didn't sleep," I said."I don't need much of it.""That's not what I asked."He turned the mug a quarter turn, like adjusting its angle mattered. "I thought about what you said. Together.""And?""And I still don't know what to tell you." He finally looked up. "That's not me avoiding you. That's me being honest about the size of the hole in what I know."I pulled out the stool across from him and sat, resting my chin on my hand. "Then tell me the shape of the hole. Even if you can't fill it."He studied me for a long moment, like he was deciding whether that was a trap."Fine." He set the mug down. "My mother never told me who my father was. She died before I was old enough to demand an answer that would've stuck. I always assumed it was some disgraced Alpha she didn't want tied to my name. That was the story I built my whole life on.""And now you don't believe it.""Now

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