LOGIN**Kelly Thompson's POV**The golden sapling doesn’t speak—it *sings*.Its voice is a dissonant chorus of static and roots, harmonizing with the hum of the fractures splitting the sky. The survivors kneel before it, their eyes reflecting its luminous leaves, but Ravel stands apart, her gun aimed at i
**Kelly Thompson's POV** The sapling isn't just a tree-it's a *mirror*. Its obsidian bark reflects my face, twisted into the Rootmother's cruel smile. The emerald leaves whisper with my voice, taunting, coaxing. The survivors circle it, their weapons trembling. Some beg me to burn it. Others kneel
The spiral scar on my palm throbs, tendrils of emerald light snaking up my arm. It's not just a brand anymore-it's a *bridge*. --- **The Memory Thief** The first hallucination hits at dawn. I'm back in the cabin, Eden's laughter echoing as he skins a rabbit. But when he turns, his eyes are Nessa
**Kelly Thompson's POV** The Seeds don't fall-they *root*. Each one pierces the earth like a bullet, sprouting into monstrous hybrids of flora and flesh. Trees grow skeletal hands, flowers bloom into screaming mouths, and the air thickens with pollen that glows like emerald fire. The Rootmother wa
**Kelly Thompson's POV** The emerald star isn't a star-it's a *cage*. Its light doesn't illuminate; it *dissolves*. The wasteland's obsidian spires crumble under its gaze, reduced to ash that swirls in toxic, glowing clouds. The survivors call it "the Verdant," a name that feels too gentle for som
**Kelly Thompson's POV** The girl steps forward, her face a mirror of Ravel's-sharp jawline, storm-gray eyes, the same scar slicing through her brow-but her posture is all wrong. Too rigid, too calculated. Her gaze locks onto mine, and the static in my chest *twists*, like a key turning in a rusted
LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S / KELLY THOMPSON'S POV "What's going on Eliott ?" The Alpha King Jason Bentley asked with gravity. His eyes widen in shock as he takes in the panicked expressions of his gamma and the royal warriors. "Explain," he demands tersely, his body tensing for action. The gamma swallo
LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S / KELLY THOMPSON'S POVEden's eyes widen in awe as he reaches out to grasp the scepter. It's far too large for his small hands, but he holds it reverently."I will, Daddy," he says, his voice trembling slightly.With no extra word, Jason turns and disappears down the corridor. Ed
LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S / KELLY THOMPSON'S POV "Doctor Lorry," Eden says between bites, "Do we still have a long way to go before we reach your house ? You know my father and the royal warriors are probably tracking us down now," he then adds, his voice tinged with worry.The external parts of my body
ALPHA KING JASON'S POV As the guards scramble to obey my orders, I turn to the head housemaid Tina. "Bring me everything we have on Doctor Lorry Springstone's background. I want to know every detail of her life before she came here." I demand with a firm tone. Tina nods and hurries off, leaving







