LOGINThe heart stone slid up the lowest step like water, its smooth surface catching the orange lantern light.
It didn't have legs or a face, but it moved with a strange, purposeful tilt. It stopped just three inches from my boot, its soft, internal glow pulsing in a slow rhythm that matched the beat of Adele's heart through our bond.
"Rowan," Adele whispered, her hand
RowanThe silver lines on the floor glowed soft and steady under Wren’s hands.I watched Adele’s face more than the light. Her wrist mark answered with the same quiet shine. Darius kept his wooden staff braced firmly between the child and the floor drawing, his voice dropping into a low whisper.“Do not feed the current,” he warned again. “Our eyes look at the path but do not step onto the lines.”Wren pulled her fingers back. The glow stayed, patient, like a path waiting for a yes instead of a push. The light pooled toward the south wall of the room, like water finding a low place. Adele’s eyes met mine across the small space we still kept. The bond carried her worry and the hard choice already forming.&
AdeleI read the words again by torchlight in the side hall. Do not let Wren come to the mountain. The ink had not dried. The long tail on Lira’s L looked the same as always.So little time with my sister after ten years apart, and her last act was to stop Bram from running at a wall. He stood very still beside me. Rowan kept an arm’s length of space, the way we had agreed, but the bond carried his anger and fear like heat under stone.“She chose the red cloth on purpose,” I said. “She knew we would want to charge towards the glass. She stopped us.”Bram’s voice came rough. “Then we find another way. I will not sit and wait while that wall keeps her.”
LiraI left the fortress at first light with four riders and a clear order.Check the black-glass wall on the northern road. Do not make physical contact with its surface. Send a word down the link the exact time anything changes. Come back before the evening light sets over the peak.Adele had looked at me hard before I mounted. “You do not go alone near that glass. You do not test it with blood or marks. You look, you mark the edges, and you return.”“I heard you,” I said.Rowan added only, “Talon’s scout guides you to her markers. Past those, only our colors go near. No arguments with the glass. Arguments with me when you return.”Bram handed me a s
RowanThe hall was quiet after Adele finished reading the order aloud.Every wolf had heard the words. Recoverable prize. Land and protection for the pack that delivered her. Enemy status for the pack that hid her.My wolf stirred under my ribs, low and hot. I held it still. A king who snarled in this hall would only prove the order right about us.I kept a careful distance and spoke first. “No one in this fortress answers that order. We protect our own. That is not a discussion.”Bram’s voice followed, practical as always. “Watches stay doubled. Southern gate stays closed to any rider without my leave. Anyone who whispers
The water in the bowl stayed still, but the silver eyes in my reflection did not belong to me.I scrambled backward across the stone floorboards, the hemp rope on my waist going completely slack as Sarlen used his hybrid strength to pull my weight further away from the deep wall.“Stand up now, Adele, before anything else occurs.” Darius said as he lifted the bowl.The water inside had frozen instantly into a solid, unyielding disc of silver ice that refused to melt even against the natural heat of his palms, and he carried the metal casing up the dark stairs like an unchained thing that might bite.We climbed the winding masonry fast. Rowan maintained his careful, arm's length of empty space, but the bond between us was tight and heavy with our shared shock.
I stood in the stone passage until my racing heart finally slowed its beat.Rowan kept careful, arm's length of space between us. I did not even realise when he came here. “What did your mind see inside that dark flash?” He asked.“It was the silver-eyed woman from the ridge again. She looked straight through me and said I am not her daughter. She said I am her literal return.”His granite jaw tightened until the bone clicked. Through the narrow thread of our link, I felt the exact same heavy, freezing dread that had just settled into the center of my chest.“We do not chase that ancient claim alone,” he said, his gold eyes narrowing. “Not after what happened in the hall tonight.And we gave our word to the elders. No contact near any foundation stone that has already been marked by our blood.”“That is true, but we agreed to that before this new situation began. Now the mountain has started answering my thoughts in a common corridor even when hands were tucked inside my long sleeves.







